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Artiste:
Young Dolph
Titre:
Blac Loccs
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Uh, uh, uh, uh Let the band play Hah Yeah Black locs on so I don't see nobody I'm on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that's inside me (Ayy) Late night I'm just riding (Ayy) Caught myself thinking about my grandma, I started crying (Damn) Fuck these diamonds (Fuck that shit!) What I'm supposed to do when I come from drugs and violence? (Yeah, yeah) What you suppose to do when she see me in that coupe sliding (Yeah, yeah) In my hood we hit the gas when we hear sirens (Skrrt) You weren't raised like me, shut the fuck up and be quiet (For real though) Fell asleep on your bitch she say "You're so childish" (My bad) Dapper Dan hit me, said, "Young nigga, you too stylish" (Gracias) I told them just when you need a stylist (Stylist) I'm South Memphis. kicking big boy cow shit Black locs on so I don't see nobody I'm on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that's inside me Bla-Black locs on so I don't see nobody (I don't see nobody) I'm on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that's inside me Yeah, yeah, late night on the E-way sliding I looked down at my wrist and that bitch said "Perfect timing" Yuh, I've been grinding (Grinding), yuh, I been grinding (Grinding) Now a nigga shining cause these Benjamins keep on piling (Yeah) Up, playing with this paper, fuck round, got a paper cut Glock run in a McLarlen, F and N in my tux, yuh Bands in my pants, got my shits bout to bust Got some bands I ain't touched, I think the shit collectin' dust Cartier is on my face, I flood it with some diamonds I get high everyday, I wake up skydiving Money tall is what you say, you niggas be lying (Liar) It's the middle of the day, I'm sipping and I'm driving with some— Black locs on so I don't see nobody I'm on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that's inside me Bla-Black locs on so I don't see nobody (I don't see nobody) I'm on all these drugs tryna hide the pain that's inside me