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City of God
Lucry & Suena; Lucio101; Pozer
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Weh, Weh
Setting up shop
Clocks don't stop
Rock widda dots
Twin barrels hot
Ma metro account looks like Fort Knox
I've come a long way from cutting up crops
Stop, fick nicht mein Kopf
Wie oft noch?
Ich hab auf eure Filme kein Bock
Renn vor den Cops
In Nike Shox
Berlin, London, City of God
Bv63 keep spinning the block, idk bout yours but I parked mine off
When I was 12 I let it flock
Same time I had a dinger parked off
On the hill by Bulah
Waps get locked
Snapped in half, filled to the top
Ring the 1 pop, tryna see if it rocks
And we wipe prints with bleach n cloths
Guck dir an, wo wir jetzt sind
3,5 Gramm, zwei Blättchen
Viele Fake, ich seh wie sie lächeln
Aber reden schlecht, sobald ich weg bin
Fick die Welt, ich hol mir ein Porsche
911 bestellt mit 500 PS drin
Pack die Zwanni-Packies in die Calvins
Heute sind auf der Kette VVS, die glänzen
Setting up shop
Clocks don't stop
Rock widda dots
Twin barrels hot
Ma metro account looks like Fort Knox
I've come a long way from cutting up crops
There's a yee on ma hip while I bop to the shops, I love ma life, the ends is hot
Smoking weed
Drinking wock
But when is this pain in me chest gonna stop?
Hänge am Block
Hebe nicht oft
Du bist kein Trapper, Pussy
Du bist soft
Berlin, London, City of God
Sip' mein Lean
Rauch mein Ott
Stop, fick nicht mein Kopf
Wie oft noch?
Ich hab auf eure Filme kein Bock
Renn vor den Cops
In Nike Shox
Berlin, London, City of God
9 double M, snub nose Berettas, letting it ring n it's changing the weather
White like feather
Brown like leather
N we got purple buds like Shredda
I need stacks, cheese, cheddar
Racks, dough, bands, bread
I think about money while I'm lying in bed
Won't stop till I'm laying down cold and dead
As a yute used to run from Feds, then lied to ma marj bout where I had been
Living the life these niggas pretend
Don't talk on ma name, that's a fucking sin
The truth hurts like a punch, it stings
Waps clap like Mariah, they sing
Slap one n it's gone with the wind
The kick back made ma shoulder fling
Don't hate me cos I know how to flick
Got it out of the mud, didn't cheat or skip
Mein Brudi sagt: "Bleib wie du bist
Ich veränder' mich nicht für 'ne Bitch"
I'm in Amiri, spanking lizzz
Paid over a bag for the whole of my fit
Lunge voll Gift
Wenn du mich triffst
Sei dir sicher, ich hab immer was mit
Setting up shop
Clocks don't stop
Rock widda dots
Twin barrels hot
Ma metro account looks like Fort Knox
I've come a long way from cutting up crops
There's a yee on ma hip while I bop to the shops, I love ma life, the ends is hot
Smoking weed
Drinking wock
But when is this pain in ma chest gonna stop?
Hänge am Block
Hebe nicht oft
Du bist kein Trapper, Pussy
Du bist soft
Berlin, London, City of God
Sip' mein Lean
Rauch mein Ott
Stop, fick nicht mein Kopf
Wie oft noch?
Ich hab auf eure Filme kein Bock
Renn vor den Cops
In Nike Shox
Berlin, London, City of God