Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Ghetto Boy, artista - Rio Da Yung OG. Fecha de emisión: 16.10.2019
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Ghetto Boy |
| Yeah, yeah |
| It’s Rio |
| Ghetto Boyz in this bitch, nigga, free P |
| I’m a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 |
| Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight |
| Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate |
| I give props when they due, I don’t never hate |
| Skip the line at the club, I don’t never wait |
| In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don’t never brake |
| Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake |
| Move the bag quick as fuck, ain’t got a lick of patience |
| Eight of Wock', eight of red in one lemonade |
| Drink the bitch and take a nap, call that medicatin' |
| Thought about it 'fore we drunk the pint, that’s premeditation |
| Oh, the bag just touched down? Now let’s celebrate |
| Oh, your Cash App ain’t workin'? I take other payments |
| Move the bag on my own, don’t need no inspiration |
| I’m finna show you how to stack it, this a demonstration |
| Nigga, pay attention |
| Bro in Cali pimpin' hoes, he be breakin' bitches |
| I’m finna cook a whole brick, it’s gon' take a minute |
| I can’t use a scale, it’s too much weight, I be breakin' benches |
| I’m a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 |
| Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight |
| Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate |
| I give props when they due, I don’t never hate |
| Skip the line at the club, I don’t never wait |
| In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don’t never brake |
| Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake |
| Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch his body rise |
| I’m finna put the red on hold, it’s Wocky time |
| Couldn’t conceal my AR pistol, it’s Glocky time |
| I done took four Perc-10s, I’m on a Roxy time |
| He was broke and weak, he got some money, he cocky now |
| Baby, I ain’t tryna fuck, just top me down |
| I hate pigs and I just wanna beef, I’m an ahki now |
| This dog hittin' hard as fuck, it’ll knock Rocky out |
| I’m a Ghetto Boy, baby, free Big P |
| And I’m quick to chase a nigga down, I got big feet |
| The SK’ll turn a nigga engine block to Swiss cheese |
| These ain’t no Puma runners, baby, these some big B’s |
| Take the shake out a pound, sell it for the low |
| Take some flour out of town, come back with hella dough |
| Bitch, I heard you loud and clear, the fuck you yellin' for? |
| I grew up 'round fiends, all my life, I been smellin' dope |
| I’m a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 |
| Buy a pint, sell a five, drink eleven straight |
| Shoot a nigga twenty times, watch him elevate |
| I give props when they due, I don’t never hate |
| Skip the line at the club, I don’t never wait |
| In the Scat' runnin' lights, I don’t never brake |
| Bought a split in all chunks, it was never shake |
| I’m a motherfuckin' Ghetto Boy, bitch, I grew up in Section 8 |