English Songs

Glrdddddd (glrdddd)Bigdude (bigdude, bigdude) See I ain’t never crossed no nigga was my brother (my brother)Ain’t shit sour about me if I love you then I love youI stood 10 behind whoever who really was my brother (gangland)Redrum ain’t no Gang, our kids cousins cause we brothers (bloodline) Can’t no nigga say I’m sourCan’t no […]

Ah!I sold myself on paradiseBut I’m giving up on that ghost, ’cause itKeeps me from counting the costMoments I’ve loved and I’ve lostBow down to the splits in the seconds Did I suffer on? Were the nights too long?All the echos all so miscalculatedWhen I’m dead and gone, and the race is wonWill everything be

Late to the party, come onIn the club, get ghetto (Bitch, get ghetto)Three bitches on me, man, the night can’t get no better (Can’t get no better)That’s it right there (Yeah), that’s it right there (Yeah)That’s it right there, that’s it right there Hol’ up, lil’ bitch, what you need? What you need?I need a

yeah that’s my girl you know just whatto do can take my eyes off of youlook so good I love watching you take itI love watching you taste it that’s mygirl you’re my little angel that’s mygirl but you ride me like hell that’s mygirl baby I should thank you that’s mygirl cuz youso think

MmThey said I’m one hit away from makin’ itI dont really give a fuck about itI just do meI justI just do meUhAy ay ay ay ay What you gone do when them times get hard?What you gone do when them checks stop coming?That’s not really a option, G with the optionsGot it all chocolate,

Promise me, you’ll never fall in loveОни приходят как даньИ я не вру никогдаА толку и(Эй, эй, эй) Я охотник, ведь я прошёл отбор (Прошёл отбор)Они учат мои песни, я — фононСорвиголова, сколько я сорвал головПослушал его трек и надорвал живот (Ха)Они думали всё? Не, reloadЭто было начало, ща вперёдИ такой звучок ты не смог

YeahNigga done got spoiled off these fuckin’ PJ’sI’m not—, It’s not like I’m too good to fly commercial, that shit just—It’s a hassle at this point, you know what I mean?Yeah At a hundred degrees, I freeze the tempGot my grip and I never proceed to slipFeel the weight like I just had my Caesar

What I need with ten cars? I can’t drive but oneThis for my niggas listening in 3001As I’m writin’ through this song, this world’s gone insaneI know you feel me ’cause I bet that shit still ain’t changedI’m on a mission for this chicken, I’ma kill everythingI’m stackin’ for a rainy day and it still

Yeah, uh We don’t do sparklersWe give specific instructions to bring out the bottles in stealth modeI’m hearing there’s rats in the buildingThey sayin’ it’s not up to par with the health codeI feel like that’s none of my businessNigga be steadily giving opinionsOn shit that don’t even concern ’emI got a lot to get