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Artiste:
Joey Trap
Titre:
Lights
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Akachi in this motherfucker Yeah, out of sight What you gon' do when they turn off all the lights? Huh (Yeah), uh Out of sight What you gon' do when they turn off all the lights? Gotta eat up in these streets, so no, we not gon' be polite When there's no more internet, the fuck you gon' do with your life? Keep that choppa by my bed, I send them bullets at your lights, on Christ Mad 'cause I made it and you didn't You niggas act like bitches with brand new Beamer stick shift Pull off on the driveway, I clutch it with the quickness My new bitch call her thickness, I cannot leave a witness I be finessing (Yo'), you niggas still be snitchin' (Nah) Watch by the feds 'cause the Rolex on my wrists (Nah) Opps playin' tag (Gang), but my niggas be too vicious (Gang) Just 'cause we black (Gang), to the police we suspicious (Gang, gang) I keep a Glock on my hip just in case though (Boom) I'm gettin' top, your girl go 'cause I say so (What?) How you still mad 'bout a thot? Get a bankroll (Uh-huh) I be outside, yes, I go where you can't go We out of rounds, don't make a sound Don't move around, you could get drowned You niggas know I get it poppin' with the pole, I'm out this ho' I had to grab the Cadillac out by the boat Now I be bigger, matter fact, I might need a Rolls These bitches get they face up, yeah, I give 'em hope The police tryna chase us for all the soap And I remember smoking dope and being broke But now I get it how I live, man, fuck all the jokes I got us trappin' out the crib, I ain't talkin' 'bout folks And I was only 17, now I'm fuckin' older Bet my mom ain't know her baby was a fuckin' soldier Think I stole the phone when the police pulled me over But I ain't rent this shit, my nigga, I'm the fuckin' owner You know you fuckin' know us Yeah, Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder Akachi in this motherfucker, whichever one Don't matter Yeah, yeah