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- Joey Trap EYES 歌詞
- Joey Trap
- *****s be beefing a lot I don't do non the talking just chill with my shorty
if he want smoke send my bro
he pull up with the action and bust with a 40
I'm with yo ***** getting naughty
she drop her pants , my whip is so sporty
do what the streets always taught me
stack up my bread and just watch where you walking
I know he ***** he talking
but never action
you know I'm packing
I do this shit with a passion
that's why I'm splashing
diamonds is dancing
you *****s stuck in the passed
and I'm in the future
race me I'll loose ya
you *****s copy you junior
my *****s shoot ya chopper gon tune ya
I had to get in my bag I had to get bread I
can't do the broke
I just be sipping that henny I smoke on that gas I can't do the coke
I'm in that phantom like danny yo ***** drop her panties as soon as I spoke
young *****s getting that money I laugh to the bank like that shit is a joke
we just be ****
I'm with the gang we call it the tribe
get with the time
Jewish n shit but my lawyer still bribe
can you describe me
***** I'm the king just know I get live
I'm with the tommy
ain't no hill figure this chopper gon drive
***** you a mess
you need a pack then say less
my *****s is blessed
aim at ya top **** a vest
yo ** *** giving neck she like how I dress
I'm 21 so I'm stressed a millionaire
who woulda guessed
I'm finna floss like it's crest
I'm doing my thing shorty you know the rest
this one don't need any hook I came here to gas you came here to fish
I got my shit from the cook you know he the chef his special the brick
I write my shit like a book it's easy to me why you *****s look pissed
I'm sorry shorty you shook
I know that you love me I'm never gon kiss
you *****s weird my *****
I'm never gon fear no ***** I'm talking bout
you prolly fear my *****s
cus we with the peels n triggers I'm talking bout
banana clip on the Ak
send em out have you hit on the same day
I did this shit for the pay day
how we living we ain't take the Safeway
***** I might shoot a *****
meet my ruger ***** yuh yuh
I did the drums on this beat
like lex Luger ***** yuh yuh
kachi he snapped on the melly its free that boy melly I think about murder
if I ain't rap Ima felly just wishing for ops showing up timmy tuner
***** I'm the best
feel like a winner
you know the ****
eat chicken breast
had that for dinner
you know what time
I know I'm blessed
***** I'm a sinner
we finna die
Gucci my vest
so if you gon kill me
shoot at my eyes
you better shoot at my eyes
***** better
boy better shoot me right in my ****ing head you shoot at me ** *** .
*****s finna die today
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