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Fecha de emisión: 22.12.2022
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Let It Bang |
Oowee |
Mhm |
From the struggle and pain |
Neck deep in the game |
Mama hair soakin' wet, she walkin' home in the rain |
Nephew just caught a charge, whole arm in the 'caine |
He 'posed to be a quarterback, he throwin' glass in the wave |
Couldn’t work no job as a slave |
Seen a nigga shoot his best friend for callin' him names |
Beat the case like it’s an accident, then ride off the fame |
Lil' Amber on her fourth baby daddy, she stuck in her ways |
She got them niggas payin' bills, at least she ain’t on the blade |
All my people cryin' tears, we tryna see through a lake |
Lil' baby, keep your head high, you gotta smile and be great |
Her daddy doin' twenty-five years, he locked in the state |
She went to school to be a broker, now she buyin' the state |
Watch the choices you make in this one life we live |
Cut us lights and give for the universe’ll block your mills |
Stay away from pills, just my opinion, nobody perfect here |
I done stopped drinkin' again, I’m tryna keep it chill |
If a nigga scared to ride with it, trust me, he’ll squeal |
If you ain’t peep the signs, catch time with him, you know what it is |
Nigga catch a dime off of traffickin', become Dr. Phil |
Come home, start him a business and get caught with the steel |
Now tell me how that is |
For real, for real |
Lil' bro just woke up on the floor, he got robbed for his chain |
He was walkin' out the club, pistol whipped to his brain |
He ain’t even see it comin', he was firin' up the Jane |
He had his eyes on his lighter, they had they eyes on his bling |
Such a shame how they came, but it’s the game |
You wanna fly with the stars, then keep some guns on your plane |
Pop the trunk, let it bang |
Know what I’m saying? |
Let it bang |
Yeah |
Drip dropper, chop choppers |
Had pints, we no doctors |
I’m knowin' niggas in the feds still eatin' lobsters |
I’m knowin' niggas gettin' bread snitchin' on they partners |
Be careful what these killers sayin', most of them impostors |
Oowee |