Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Temporary Relief, artista - Peedi Crakk
Fecha de emisión: 31.12.2002
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Temporary Relief |
Yea, uhhh |
SP, Peedi muthafuckin Crack |
CPR |
Every time I’m in the buildin', they feelin' me all crazy |
Just made a million and spent it with yo lady |
Re-coupin, chilled then V couped it |
White Nikes duke swoosh shit that’s how I do shit |
Listen to my new shit |
It’s way betta than that dirt that yall producing nigga |
Been hood rich been doin good, shit for a minute |
Naw I ain’t finished I need that GT Bent, I can see me all in it (all in it) |
Couple TV’s breezin' light tinted |
SP representa |
Logo husky on the fender nigga |
Ya I’m back like I live in this bitch |
I bought a gat, a couple ounces of lick |
It’s P. Crack, ain’t nuttin' changed |
I’ll burn a pound in this bitch |
And for my change, I’ll bust a round in this bitch |
SP prince of prop, put my crown on my shit |
My hand in a brick |
I’m runnin' wit the ROC and my handle is sick |
Biatch |
Nigga, nigga. |
Cuz every time I’m on my grind it’s like gangstas fuckin' wit us (wit us) |
Ok, ok and they run up and bust (up and bust. up and bust) |
Cuz every time on my grind It’s like gangstas fuckin' wit us (wit us) |
Nigga. nigga |
Crakk in the kitchen, position with hot agua |
Caliente yay bubble like hot lava |
Coke problem ho. and my revolver knows. |
About the size of ok coral ohhhh. |
Factious bastard mashed with the mattic |
Half black, half Hispanic, you all faggot |
Blast gat, trash that, metal with the side and back at it |
Jackrabbit style no condom, no one behind him |
Gangstas designed him |
Shined him, refined him, thanks for the fine wine, nigga |
Peedi Crakk holla back no problem |
Them thousand stacks, have it back in an hour |
Hit the block with powder, like shower to shower |
Stop all that nonsense boy |
I got you sniffin' on that Johnson & Johnson crack. holla. nigga |
They say its a white man’s world (white man’s world) |
I’m steady shootin' at my own kind rather fuck the next man’s girl |
Instead of going home to mine with a polluted mind |
I guess going nuts others saw how they get down |
Picked up on the game and left behind follow the sign |
I kept my head to the sky even when I was down like everything was fine |
Kept a smile (smile nigga) |
Like the first day I was introduced to dinin' |
And got to sipping and thinking all sorts of shit start going through my mind |
Like State Prop. get it on until the end of time |
The strength is in the numbers then I started thinking bout all them little |
bustas |
That done crossed the motherfucka got to peeking at my burner |
Snatch my keys off the dresser ran through the door and I hopped up in the |
squada |
Started creeping through the heat of the night on these jokers |
Don’t I paint the perfect picture that’s how the boy get down for the figures |
Holla back nigga |