Şarkıcı: J. Cole
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Parça: Poor Thang
J. Cole - Poor Thang Altyazı (vtt) (04:50-290-0-en) (ÖN İZLEME)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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Poor thing, young pup's
playin' war games
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He wanted love, but he
only made more pain
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Poor thing, young pup's
playin' war games
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He wanted love, but he
only made more pain
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Picture my soul climbin'
out an infinite hole
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Where niggas die over pride
and live for the dough
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If I survive, then I'll strive
to hit with the flow
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Hopin' these waves will pave,
but the ripples is slow
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And I'm conflicted with
no digits to show
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But fantasies of frivolous
hoes grippin' this pole,
the temperaturе's low
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But you know that ain't stoppin'
lil' nigga from slidin' like the
tires on thе whip in the snow
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Vicious for sure, I'm tiptoein' around
the abyss with sticks blowin'
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Piss poor with intentions to
glimpse, the wrist glowin'
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Face tense from rent owin'
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Fist clenched when niggas
diss, but since knowin'
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Lives expire when niggas
pride gets higher
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Than the vocal range inside
Mariah's vocal chain, uh
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My road to fame is rife with
spikes and broken lanes
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And tolls I can't afford,
but I won't complain
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I know the more I gotta struggle
is the more I gain
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Post-traumatic stress
on an immature brain
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Leaves another corpse, young
pup playin' war games
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Now he's handcuffed, old lady
sayin', "Poor thing"
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Poor thing, young pup's
playin' war games
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He wanted love, but he
only made more pain
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Poor thing, young pup's
playin' war games
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He wanted love, but he
only made more pain
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You wanna talk shit? (Talk
shit) You wanna run your
mouth? (Run your mouth)
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You want some gangsters front
your motherfuckin' house?
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We'll set this bitch off (Yeah),
set this bitch off
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We'll set this bitch off, set
this bitch off (Yeah)
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You wanna
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Here go a song that gets this
shit off of my sternum
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This nigga back home been talkin'
slick and I done heard him
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You get your name goin', niggas like
that gon' throw they dirt on
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You make you some coins, niggas gon'
act like you ain't earn 'em
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He talk like he live, but I remember
him from high school
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Man, deep down inside, know he
a bitch, I wanna hurt him
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I know that's my pride, I carry
it just like a burden
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When egos is flared, beware,
that's when they close your
curtain (Put your hands up)
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That's when they close your curtain
(Put your motherfu chill, nigga)
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That's when they close your curtain (Really
gon' pull out a gun, nigga? Yo, chill,
chill, chill, chill, chill, chill)
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That's when they close your curtain
(Really gon' pull out a gun, nigga?
Yo, chill, chill, chill, chill)
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That's when they close (You
gon' shoot me? No, no, no)
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Don't pull out no pistol,
run me my fade
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Come get your issue,
no one gets sprayed
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Win or you lose, live
to fight another day
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And if I take a L, I won't feel no way
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Plenty nights a nigga didn't
eat, punk bitch
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Rent owed, damn near was on
the street, punk bitch
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Weren't no Western Unions from
you when I needed, punk bitch
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All a sudden, I'm buzzin', oh,
now it's beef, punk bitch?
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Go on and pop off, get fucked 'bout
your mystique, punk bitch
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I knew you way before you was
actin' street, punk bitch
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Started rollin' with niggas that's
packin' heat, punk bitch
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You more like me than them niggas,
you still a geek, punk bitch
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You can't hide it with tattoos
on your physique, punk bitch
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And that lingo you added to
how you speak, punk bitch
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And you grew up with both your
parents to teach, ...........
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