sace beretta brothers, man. şarkı sözleri
Ay
One take
Ay
Yuh
One take
I'm cracking the code
Ay
I guess it's time to go stupid on the track
Been through all the pain
Been through all the shame
I got percs
I got molly
Imma die in vein
I'm shooting up everyday
Novocaine
Can I spray
I got guns everyday
Who the f*ck gonna play
Come right here
They wanna be
Come right here
They wanna be
Me
I'm the nigga
Yeah
Yeah
S A C E B
I got the glock and I'm gon spray
F*ck around here, them niggas wanna play
I got the glock and I'm gon spray
F*ck around here, them niggas wanna play
Come around here (come around here)
Yeah
You fucking with gang
Nigga on Tropical D
He got the plan
Yeah
Yeah
Nate Bando gon' shoot for the 3
Yeah
Yeah
Sake yeah, he coming with me
Yeah
Yeah
Griz creepin' round the block
Niggas really pocket watchin
Niggas really block hoppin
Bitches really nigga watchin
Can't make this shit up
All these people is a front
Who the f*ck you know is up
Like me
7SEVEN7 what I bleed
Gotta attack it with my team
Gotta stack it with my green
Going up, the f*ck you mean
Grinding hard, can't get no sleep
Everyday I want some peace
Rest my eyes, can't get no sleep
Everyday I wanna die
Put my eyes into the sky
Pass the blunt, let's all get high (s a k e, s a k e, s a k e)
Rolling up until I die
7SEVEN7 with my guys
Wanna smoke .4, maybe .5
Got the ash up in my eye
Got David here, he my guy
Tropical D, he gon spray
Shoot for the 3
Nigga like me
Bitch I'm with my brother
Split the bread and butter
If you reach, you getting cut up
Feel the blade since Cascade
Till' we locked up in the casket
My momma in my vein
So, I ain't gon die in vein
Everyday a new complaint from a f*ck nigga
Getting left in dust like some keef after crush nigga
I ran through the back in a rush
If they ask
All I know is hush, nigga
Duh nigga
All I know is lust
I swear I'm a lover boy
But, I be into trouble boy
My bitch said she proud of me
But, I can never trust a hoe
My bitch love to tour
She be making all the damn noise
I don't want to smoke on your dope
If you ain't tote the grabba boy
If she ain't smoke, still gon' choke
Proud of all my hoes
I put Prada on my hoes
She give me a good show
I done played the lotto with the devil and he ain't show
Fucking on your bitch and I ain't grow
Who the f*ck you think you know
Do it like Sace and Sake on the track
Kill a nigga, give no dap
Fucking with them niggas
Nah, I can't put that on my soul
How you coming
How we go
Pour it up, let's drink some more
Take a shot of Patron
Fill it up and get some more nigga
I got wok in my top
Fucking your thot
Lick it, ring-pop
It's the pussy pop
Sace and Sake, we on top
Sake got the hoes now
Feel like young Charlie Sheen
Now my lover bitch
You a random

