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Lời bài hát: Stole Something

Lời đăng bởi: nct.phongdq

Wooh, yeah, you can get with this or you can get with that

I don't got to tell you hoe, you know I got that crack

Three for the price of one, you know I have you comin' back

You can have me a P.O. absolute and it's a rap It's a fact, niggaz know, *** with us you gettin' clapped

No, I won't say your name 'cause it just put you on the map

And I ain't, into lettin' niggaz eat, no never that

Shorty love the way I swing my game, I got a better bat Know I'm lethal with this rap ***, c'mon baby holla back

Cut that juggler, you bleedin', no there ain't no stoppin' that

I don't sleep, my eyes open, maybe a good powernap

Spit a verse,then I eventually watch the cheddar stack I'm ***tin' on niggaz, ***tin' like it's a got to get slack

This a standin' ovation for homey with a Tek clap

F that, we takin' over baby and that's that

Catch me ***in' with a bitch that can't stand rap I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me Yeah, gun powder resi' on the sleeve of my Pele

I had to burn my leather and toss 'My Buddy'

Two hundred calls comin' in on my celly

I had to cut the ringer like, "*** e'rybody" Drive the bulletproof all the way to Cali

Lay low for a month or so gettin' very high

Where I'm goin' it gets my mind of the bones

Back on the East Coast I bury now I'm partyin' with Halle Berry This Hollywood ***'ll catch you slippin' if you let it

So niggaz started grillin' me

Like they was gon' take my things

So I assumed I had to set it Now it's blood splashed all on the ice in my jewelery

They don't know who did it 'cause I did it smoothly

Take my ass back to Queens, it's not like I look for trouble

It seems trouble always finds me, then I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me Look, I got tons of old beef and a brand new forty

A hardcore groupie that would take a bullet for me

A high-priced lawyer just in case a nigga snap

And can't take a joke, and pop a nigga over rap A horrible splatter in a matter of a second

Dead over a record, *** he sound like he meant it

My crew greater, yeah, I'm talkin' to you hater

I'm too major, two-tone blue gator New blazer, big gun, little razor

So raise up, that ain't how your momma raised ya

They wire-tappin' to hear somethin', they ear-hustlin'

They won't bust him, why they came in and handcuffed him It's nothin', there's more 'mati's at the spot

One flat tire's gon' matter if they pop

I pop up tomorrow with the wagon off the lot

Stash box, with the nine magnum with a wop I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me I get at niggaz like the stole from me, stole from me

Their bank account lookin' like no money, no money

There go police, shorty just hold for me, hold for me

You want to work? Then pump this O for me, O for me

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