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- Green Light (feat. Frenchie & Sony) 歌詞 Waka Flocka Flame
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- Waka Flocka Flame Green Light (feat. Frenchie & Sony) 歌詞
- Waka Flocka Flame
- Yeah
Uh
Bang bang get a tat and go
Ask Gucci ask what who the next to blow
Frenchie if you didnt know
Yes shorty like a tennis court
Fully on with that stripe
It aint gonna be no tragedy
20 yard and he in front of me
Joyless boy with the battery
Click clack who you gonna hit
When a nigga like me going through your pockets
Dont get back
Imma be your best friend while a nigga still
It aint no dodging the squad
You aint gonna get that far
Scope dont f**k dont feel
Nigga thats 100 yards
Im bigger than a soccer field
Garage of 100 cars
Hustler skills they dont make them
Like me no more too hard
Is he here back
Havo to be back homie
Youll see hell be back
You are a world star
We dont believe that
You say it got what it take
We aint seen that
Wear them down nigga
No mask nigga give me that
Drip down nigga f**k nigga
Where the money at
Nigga act crazy Imma give mans marry an
Color or crazy get no kick back
100 round if a nigga want some get back
Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag
When we hop out on the side click clack
Imma bring this beef
To where motherf**kers sleep at
Ok ok so these niggas wanna beef
Shot 300 times you can call it Chief Kief
Shells on the ground I dont see no beach
Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me
Like boom me ya f**king bates your
Yao mine no bo bo trates
Yaowant want no wecent eats why
38 45s Glock 9s
Pistol in my hand came to the waist line
All black Akon how you get money
Blood make bonds
Saso shes think James Bond
I got a lot of guns big guns like
Country eversell shake love bosers
Waka Flocka Flame
He the finest shooter
Our pi pi no what sell man
Move mike ye love one boli ya bo bo sate
So a shake it that street shit
Been ten times niggas switch their names
3K when I switch that lane
Blow every cane with no top eminent to top
We dont do nobody shorty thats a fact
My bullets in the act with a hater
Keep it real stay down thats the major
Oh look one time feel a nigga major
Quen kall koos quen
All to the pen in the chao to hensen
I do what I want
You do what you can click click bang
Wear them down nigga
No mask nigga give me that
Drip down nigga f**k nigga
Where the money at
Nigga act crazy Imma give mans marry an
Color or crazy get no kick back
100 round if a nigga want some get back
Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag
When we hop out on the side click clack
Imma bring this beef to
Where motherf**kers sleep at
Ok ok so these niggas wanna beef
Shot 300 times you can call it Chief Kief
Shells on the ground
I dont see no beach
Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me
Like boom me ya f* *king bates your
Yao mine no bo bo trates
Yao want want no wecent eats why
Im strapped and
You not so fall backor you shot
One Mac I got two Glocks
And I act like 2Pac
Tell em in a heartbeat nigga dont start me
Blow a nigga brains out
Leave him apart these
I took a molly f**k with my car keys
Try to get boost up hop in my Rrari
I aint get no sneak up brand new day
Shoot two threes in my brand new K
BRPs and my belt two Gs
Gapes the chy and kry gay
Strap on bitch and her ass too fat
I know a nigga nice but who asked you that
I just got a zip and
Its only for the clique
And you aint on to this
So Ill pass you that
No IOUs nigga f**k you pay
Im not an OG what the f**k you say
Let the young boys
Let the strapper make noise
Niggas where you from is
Where the f**k you lay
Brick Squad bitch say it one more time
Brick Squad bitch say it one more time
Brick Squad car say it one more night
And this rap sheet here it
Just one more grind
Wear them down nigga
No mask nigga give me that
Drip down nigga f**k nigga
Where the money at
Nigga act crazy Imma give mans marry an
Color or crazy get no kick back
100 round if a nigga want some get back
Last nigga try me get his ass in a shit bag
When we hop out on the side click clack
Imma bring this beef to
Where motherf**kers sleep at
Ok ok so these niggas wanna beef
Shot 300 times you can call it Chief Kief
Shells on the ground I dont see no beach
Niggas in the hood tryna be the next me
Like boom me ya f** king beats
Y'all know mine now no phonecall street
Yall want put the west to the east squad
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