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Artiste:
Left Brain
Titre:
Rat Race
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Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’ Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’ Swerve to the left, I swerve to the right To infinity, my swag buzz light Fuck a Bud Light, Henney got my buzz rights We ten deep bitch, it’s a thriller life All up in the session with the bottles in this box Young trill nigga, from the the murda block West coast shit, don’t be slippin’ after dark Stomp yo ass up, leave ya full of dirt marks We might be ridin’ in that ‘lac, I might be solo on that back Imma pull up to my show, we about to get right We about to get right We about to take flights We about to get right We about to head right, right (right) Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’ Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’ ‘Cause niggas out here hella petty, so ridiculous And bitches take you for your money, so conspicuous But I ain’t talking ‘bout no rappin’ So you can miss me with that bullshit (daaamn) I’m trying to see a billion I’m trying to get it high as a ceiling, don’t see no limit I’m trying to stack up on veggies, go on and eat ya spinach I gotta go out and get it, fuck up the competition Yeah I’m on a mission, your [?] scripture Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’ Imma tell you like the homie told me Don’t get trapped when you fuckin’ with these streets ‘Cause it’s a rat race and it’s all for the cheese Don’t get caught fuckin’ slippin’