Macc Johnson şarkı sözleri
R.I.P. to all my niggas I lost in the field
Clutchin' on the steel
I know some niggas can relate cause they know how it feel
I swear niggas heart so cold man I got the chills
But I just can't chill
When they kill my nigga, 4-4 when I shed a tear
I swear to God we had a trap jumpin' all year
Niggas know my body, ain't even no discussion
But she ain't givin' head first and bitch we ain't fuckin
Had my shooter spin the block, we see a opp and get the bussin
Hit him in his head and leave him more than a concussion
Shorty wanna cuddle up, but I ain't in the cuffin
Told her that I'm single and I ain't tryna rush it
Money on my mind, every day a new play
If I ain't with the gang, then I'm somewhere out the way
Have Joe line him up if he gettin' out of place
All this money that we makin', we can get your ass erased
Box said, chill cuz, live bout what you rappin
Niggas, they be cappin', they ain't really bout that action
If I ain't in the club, then I'm probably in a telly with a bad
Yellow bone, give a dick, with no affection, none of that
Bitch, I'm in the field like a running back
I tell that bitch if she leave, ain't no comin' back
R.I.P. to all my niggas, I lost in the field
Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel
I know some niggas could relate, cuz they know how it feel
I told my doctor I got pain, I'ma need some pills
I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill
My momma try to calm me down, but I just can't chill
When they kill my nigga, 4-4when I shed a tear
I swear to God, we had The trap jumpin' all year
We had them hitters on the block, they ready to kill
And if a f*ck nigga play, then he know what it is
Even if he don't pull up, we know where he live
Put that nigga on a shirt, now he gotta biz
I had to get my racks up, handle business
Put a tag on your BM's, she a witness
I'm in the city goin' crazy, I ain't finished
Just got a Glock for a nigga on the hit list
R.I.P. to all my niggas, I lost in the field
Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel
I know some niggas could relate, cuz they know how it feel
I told my doctor I got pain, I'ma need some pills
I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill
My momma try to calm me down, but I just can't chill
When they kill my nigga, 4-4 man I shed a tear
I swear to God, we had a trap jumpin' all year
I been ahead of the mob, I feel like John Gotti
Hit my nigga Joe in that big body
Tell my nigga Macc, what you think about it
Niggas know Johny Bondz, I been bought it
F*ck around, niggas know I been Daddy
Gettin' that paper boy I been bout it
Sexy ass bitch in that hotel lobby
Pull up in the front in that Maserati
Niggas know just how I get right
If the head right, Johny, there every night
B-O-N-D-Z
Throw your hands up if you know me
All about the paper and the C1's
Recognize a real Don when you see one
I repeat to all my niggas, I lost in the field
Got me ridin' around smokin', clutchin' on the steel
I know some niggas couldn't relate, cuz they know how it feel
I told my doctor that I got pain, I'ma need some pills
I swear, nigga, heart so cold, man, I gotta chill
My mama try to calm me down, but I just can't chill
When they kill my nigga, 4-4 when I shed a tear
I swear to God, we had a trap jumpin all year
