Hotboy Wes - God Forgives, I Don't (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Hotboy Wes - God Forgives, I Don't (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Ayy, this lil’ night street hard
hit, mane (KG made it)
This for every young nigga
out there, mane
You hear me?
Put it in their motherfucking
face, nigga
For real
My lil’ brother rocking US but
we wasn’t having Nikes
Grew up in the gutter, wasn’t no
instruction, grew to sacrifices
High speed, ain’t have
the lights (Skrrt)
White folks gon’ extra dictament
Pussy bitch ain’t never write me
Locked down, I’m letter writing
Thousand push-ups every night,
thought I hurt them
hoes feelings (Feelings)
Waiting on parole, staring at
a closed ceiling (Ceiling)
Sleepin’ on my momma couch, was thinkin’
’bout a million (Million)
Residue on my clothes, sellin’
‘bows out a building
Record label just called, they want
to see me in New York (Yep)
Creepin’ like I’m from Cali, I’m pimping
bitches like Too Short (Crip)
Posted up the ally, putting
PCP on my new boys
Bitches, they used to dog me
I’m ballin’ like it was two courts
Nawfside, thuggin’ like New
Orleans in the ’90s (Wah)
Grew up on BG, had a BB
gun in my diapers
Stay up like thirty-three, when
I had to sleep with the lifers
If a nigga play me, knife ’em
That shit turned me to a tiger (Grrr)
Heart barley beating from the betrayals
and the stab wounds
Late nights with great whites, been
posted up since past noon
Gave my dog fifty, ain’t seen my
lil’ nigga since last June
Slide me up at eleven, brought
a weapon to my classroom
Ever since a toddler age, I promise
it’s been turbulence (Turbulence)
Opps said they gon’ stop my
days, they promise they gon’
murder men (Murder)
Ain’t with all that dissin’, you can
miss me with that verbal shit
Choppa sticks on a mission, spin
his trenches with some urgency
(Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Young nigga trappin’, if you
trappin’, trap yo’ ass off
Young nigga jackin’, if you
jackin’, jack yo’ ass off
Free Bandz in my Gucci (Gucci’s), think
I’m Future with my mask off
Never gave a fuck about no
music, I’ll crash out
Throwing up my section in a another
nigga trenches (Trenches)
Rock out with that Glock out, I’m like
Popeye on the spinach (Spinach)
Bitch, I’m really from the trenches,
don’t do it for no image
Opps out, they know where
we be spinnin’
Glock .9 in my Givenchy (Baow,
baow, baow, baow)
Y-y-young nigga trappin’, if you trappin’,
trap yo’ ass off (Trap)
Young nigga jackin’, if you jackin’,
jack yo’ ass off (Come here)
Free Bandz in my Gucci, think
I’m Future with my mask off
Never gave a fuck about no music,
I’ll crash out (Quit)
I-I-I crash out
Ayy, and you niggas know where
to find me at, nigga
Right across the creek, nigga
On my momma, nigga, Green
Stone Pound, nigga
Yeah, four pistol, no pistol, nigga
Yeah, nigga, you got a
whole football team
Nigga, I’ll be one D
On my momma
Still gon’ lay dead in the street,
behind that shit, nigga
On my momma, nigga
Yeah
God forgive, I don’t
Pussy ass nigga
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