ASAP Rocky - Angels Pt. 2 (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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ASAP Rocky - Angels Pt. 2 (en) Lyrics
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Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane
Sell the whole thang from
the cellphone rang
I'm the dope mane, bitches
sniffing cocaine
All my young niggas know
that they could always
Call me, call me, call
me (always, always)
Call me, call me, call me
(If you see me trouble, bitch)
They call me young drug dealer,
they call me young thug nigga
24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years
old worth a couple million
Shouts out to my cuz niggas, finna
let it fly for my blood niggas
Middle finger up to you fuck
niggas, if you a trill nigga,
then fuck with us
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
With a pistol on him prolly
wouldn't even pull it
Heart made of pudding mean mugging
with a hoodie like what's goodie
Trying to be the mothafucka that
you couldn't knowing you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't
All my young niggas they gon'
rep it to the fullest
Tell a fuck nigga "be you,
" fuck tough be cool
All the young niggas in my crew,
they down to let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga
like me (They let it fly)
For a nigga like me, jiggy young
nigga like me (Flex!)
Niggas got rips in they jeans
man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple
I'm the God of that
Gave you my back nigga pardon that
Fuck that shit I brought mobbing back
I brought robbin' back, I
brought the Garden back
Motherfuck black land I
brought Harlem back
Rolling in my Benzo, hoes on the
curb a couple of friends
Rolling down my window, yo what's
the word, fuck it get in
Ride round with these bimbos,
she give head to my kin folk
Shout outs my connect though, keep
a watch out for them Winslows
Cause the boys gon' creep,
D-boys gon' serve
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve
I'mma get by while the world gon' turn
I'mma get mine like you gon' get yours
Niggas do the least do when
the piece got nerve
Niggas in the streets want
heat, get burned
Tell a nigga "be you,"
fuck tough be cool
Couple young niggas down with my
crew who be done and let it fly
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