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• Artiste: ASAP Rocky
• Titre: Angels
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[Hook: ASAP Rocky] Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang [Bridge: ASAP Rocky] I'm the dope mane bitches sniffin' cocaine All my young niggas know that they could all weigh, all weigh (Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh (Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh (Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh (Call me, call me, call me) All weigh, all weigh [Verse 1: ASAP Rocky] If, if, if you see me trucking bitch They call me young drug dealer They call me young thug nigger 24 karats my slugs glitter 24 years old worth a couple million Shouts out to my cuz' niggers Finna' let it fly for my blood niggers Middle finger up to you fuck niggers If you a trill nigger, then fuck wit' us Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet Wit' a pistol on him prolly' wouldn't even pull it Heart beat a pullin, mean muggin' wit' a hoodie Like what's goodie Tryin' to be the motherfucker that you couldn't Knowin' you Down to let it fly when I shouldn't All my young niggers they gon' rep it to the fullest Tell a fuck nigger be you fucked up be cool All the young niggers in crew they down to let it fly [Pre-Hook] For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, jiggy young like me [Hook: ASAP Rocky] Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang [Verse 2: ASAP Rocky] 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 mobbin' back I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back Motherfuck black land I brought Harlem back Rollin' in my Benzo Hoes on the curb a couple of friends Rollin down my window Yo what’s the word, fuck it get in Ride round wit' these bimbos She give head to my kin folk Shout outs my connect tho' Keep a watch out for them Winslows Cause' the boys gon' creep D-boys gone' 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 when the heat got burned Feel a nigger be you fucked up be cool All the young niggers in crew they down to let it fly [Pre-Hook] For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, young nigga like me They let it fly For a nigga like me, jiggy young like me [Hook x2: ASAP Rocky] Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang Ten gold chains, wood grain propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang