jacques aroha 2077 şarkı sözleri

I ain't gon' lie, this shit like a dream Just being in this shit chillin' in the studio makin' shit, it's really a art form Lil' Jacques, ha Brought that shit up out the mud, I told my brodie we official I was out there poppin' with this shit, it's not a pistol I told my brodie we gon' have to get it out the mental When I'm rappin' in the studio, I do it for the dental, you gotta clean your teeth I told my bro to go and get it, we gon' get the beat We get to slidin' in them trackhawks, all on for the feat, nah We get to steppin', now we out on feet We get to slidin' all the time (What they gonna do) This a P-80, not a nine (Killed him and his crew) We keep it 40 not a 9 If they try to move, hit him in his spine, that's what we gon' do Everybody tryna say that I ain't gonna make it But I got them bands like I'm comin' out of Macon Get to fryin' niggas just like I've been cookin' bacon While my own father try to tell me I won't make it I just want a bag, I might run it up I told me and brodie we gon' pull up in a Bentley truck We about to slide like I'm Money Man J I might pull up with a .45 and let it spray now I know I talk about this shit a lot I told my bro that we gon' pull up with a Corvette out the lot, nah New Hellcat, new Trackhawk, new SRT, we about to pull up with a G Put my foot up on the gas when I'm smashin' on his last If they try to run up, boy, you know I spend my last I got way too much to lose, I got way too much to prove So I'm steppin' in the streets, I told my bro to bust a move, yeah Take a note, I been poppin' up I told my bro that we gon' do it like a bottle top Just like a bottle of champagne, I might go and take your brain Now that FN by my side, they done snatched a nigga's thang If they try to run up on me, boy, you know we about to slide Five times, hollow tips came out the Glock and hit his spine Nine lives, everybody tryna step up with that iron If you try to run up on me, boy, you know that you gon' die Roll a three-five in my blunt, so you know I'm really high Boy, you know that we the trappers, we gon' take a whole supply If you try to step to brodie, then it's gon' be your demise Yes, they step one, step two, hit him in his spine Get to speedin' in that Vette, everybody wanna check Everybody wanna talk, but I don't wanna talk a tech If they try to step to me, then I'll be steppin' on they necks Got a broken heart, pendant and it's wrapped around my neck Get to steppin' ass on Timbs, so my Brody know what's next I was runnin' in my bag, told my bro, go get the check We gon' get it, we gon' get it, we gon' get it, we gon' get it fast Everybody tryna pop out like a brand-new Mac (Brand-new Mac) Everybody tryna pop out like a brand-new Mac (Brand-new Mac) We gon' hit him with a .40, if that .40 gon' pull up, we gon' run it back (Run it back) We gon' run it back, we gon' run it back, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Hit him in the mud, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Goin' crazy on this bitch, they get to askin' me what's next Supercharged the V8, more than now, it's in the C8 Vette I was poppin' out outside, but told my Brody, keep it tech I said that shit a couple times, I told my Brody, get the check Got me poppin' off, you know my Brody about to get it now I'm off the wall, I was out there tryna get it, now he on us all He know we on it all, yeah, my Brody on it all I was out there tryna run it up, I keep a couple bags Everybody tryna pop out with a Glock, extendo mags If they tryna pull up, we gon' pull up and just bust his ass I'ma pull up with a Glock and spaz Everybody tryna pull up with P80s and FNs and switches We gon' pull up with a hundred bitches If they tryna run up on me, best believe my bro gon' hit it It was like I'm Martha Stewart whippin' up up in the kitchen Everybody said that I ain't gonna spaz, and now I'm back I was out there tryna run it up, I told her, run it back Every time I'm speakin', I'm just speakin' facts up on the track I was out there rappin' where I told them girls to run it back And that DJ gonna run it back I was out there tryna run it up, I told em, get the sack We gon' have to go and get the bag (I told me and Brody we about to go and get the sack)
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