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• Artiste: DUSTY LOCANE
• Titre: Canes World
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(Lucid, wake 'em up) Yeah Look Y'all niggas ain't gon' take everything I done grind for (On hood) Listen Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (Crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up) How you mad 'cause I'm glistenin'? And yeah, I got money and spent it (I spent it) Even if it's for no reason Fuck it, I meant it (Yeah, I meant it) My heart fillеd up with pain, anger, vengeancе (Mmm) We could never be the same Boy, you ain't check in with the trenches Flossy where I'm from, ain't no one-on-ones Better have your gun, look (Grrt) Slidin' with a pump, headshot, he done 'Nother body in the book I'm a top dog, I ain't no rook Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook Ain't no surprise on the wrong foot If I like your chain, then it's gettin' took (Gimme that) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (Crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (Crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up) Puttin' on for the Fever They come and they go, but I stayed the same Ice froze, keep a heater Beam on the Glock, I'll paint the rain Nigga, I'm the king, the throne I claim Yeah, you hear the chains I know you hear the chains Flossy where I'm from, ain't no one-on-ones Better have your gun, look (Grrt) Slidin' with a pump, headshot, he done 'Nother body in the book I'm a top dog, I ain't no rook Looked him in his eyes, homie looked shook Ain't no surprise on the wrong foot If I like your chain, then it's gettin' took (Gimme that) Say you have faith in a nigga, where that shit went? (Where it went?) I was in the trenches with a couple killers hellbent (Grrt, grrt) And we was all tryna find a way You was in the crib anyway (Crib) So when it's time, fuck up out my way (Fuck out my way) I'm the reason dinner on your plate (Eat up)