ASAP Rocky - Multiply (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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ASAP Rocky - Multiply (en) Lyrics
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Fuck niggas gon' multiply
'Fore the real niggas die,
fake niggas gon' multiply
'Fore the real niggas live,
fuck niggas won't multiply
Fuck niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-
igh, igh-igh, igh
Yeah nigga, it's your boy Juicy J
Man, you gotta watch out for these
old backstabbin', broke ass,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Jealous hatin' ass niggas out here
man, you know what I'm sayin'?
Man these niggas ain't no real niggas
man, know what I'm sayin'?
Man these niggas be smilin'
in your face
Back in the buildin', sold
crack in the livin' room
Niggas toe-tagged, sold
gats for a livin'
Doo rag, keep a red or blue
flag in the denim
One you be with be the one to
shoot at ya in a minute
Come to Harlem if you
never seen Baghdad
First place I seen a
nigga sell crack at
Where the hustlers don't
sleep, take cat naps
Shorty with the shotty limpin' like
he got a bad back, bad back
Even in my will, keep it real,
thuggin' in my field
'Til the day I peel, keep it
trill, anything I feel
Youngins trained to kill, aimin',
bangin' steel and slangin' krill
She shake it all for Satan just to
paint her nails and pay her bills
I ain't really fuckin'
with that Been Trill
Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill
Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots
But these mothafuckas better give
me my props, word to Pac
We're the reason that these
niggas gettin' throwed
Reason why you niggas wearin' gold
Jail pose in the pictures, prayin'
fingers to your nose
I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd
tell these hoes and these niggas
Even in my will, keep it trill,
to the day I peel
Even in my will, keep it
trill, to the day I...
When the real niggas die, fake
niggas gon' multiply
When all the real niggas die,
fake niggas gon' multiply
But if the real niggas live,
fuck niggas won't multiply
I'm the original Balmain badass, nigga
I'm the original Margiela madman,
in the words of A$AP Yams
Smack the shit out a nigga in
these skinny pants, feel me?
Don't get it fucked up, nigga,
we been jiggy, been pretty
Still tell a bitch suck my
dick, swag swag nigga
Fuck with a nigga like me,
RIP my nigga Pimp C
HBA shit is weak, you can keep that
Shit, I might fuck around
and bring the Jeep back
No doors on it, flexin'
with the seat back
B-Boy with the G pack, might fuck
around and bring the mink back
Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, nigga
If you deaf bring the beat back, nigga
I'm a trend setter, you
ain't even peep that
Where the hoes, where the weed,
where the cheese at?
Fuck the FCC, tell 'em bleep that
(We ain't no fashion killas nigga,
we fashionable killas
Ya'll got Flacko)
3, 6, suck a nigga dick no foreplay
All day, boomin' out the trap
through the hallway
Slow up, Pretty Flacko Jodye
Tell these fuck niggas how you been
You can freshen our minds, niggas
talk down every now and then
On the style, gettin' styled
9 times out of 10
(Y'all got Flacko fucked up)
I'm the motherfuckin' Lord
of this fashion shit
Don't I deserve just to brag a bit?
Set the blueprint, fuck your two cents
Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr
if I'm accurate
My motherfuckin' swag is immaculate
Plus I got enough style just
to mack your bitch
I think back to when
pockets packin lint
It's like a nigga got rich on accident
Now back to Pimp
Bitches lie, killers never lie
Triggers on the side by side,
bet I'm down to ride
Prosper said let's ride to the
sky, call it catastrophic
We don't ever die, we
just multiply, bitch
Fake ass niggas, you know what I'm sayin',
these niggas be out here talkin'
'bout they a street nigga and shit,
man niggas be gettin' extorted
like a mothafucka out here man,
you know what I'm sayin'
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