Pooh Shiesty - Reckless Living (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Pooh Shiesty - Reckless Living (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
Come on, let's get to talkin',
like, alright
I told niggas, you just gotta pay
attention, I make this shit, like,
real, real vivid for a nigga
You know, this shit be hard, like
Balancin' and jugglin' all
this shit, you hear me?
Fresh off a drill, fully focused
with six hundred up on my neck
KD my mans, he earned my respect,
bitch know 'bout all my hats
My last B, that Drac' was bouncin',
clappin' like a jumping jack
He can't duck these, this ain't
Aflac, Nuskie died, how
I'm 'posed to react?
The fuck you mean, "Shiesty, relax"?
Fuck you mean we don't get back?
These niggas ain't never fund
no war, I spent a million
on gloves and masks
Fuck out my face, grab every rake, load
every Drac', this shit all bad
And I ain't never paid for
a hit, but I sent bread when
somethin' got smashed
Choppa Gang wear all black, got
static, you get a gray flag
Nigga took what from who in KOD?
That shit fell out my pants
I picked up my money, rolled
down the ski mask, shot
my glizzy until it jammed
Bitch, I ain't never went
for a pickpocket, buck, robbery,
or a scam, nigga
Out of town, I act like a rap nigga,
long as my city know who I am
We made somethin', wrapped the
pole front the halfway house,
we did it all on cam
Controllin' the backseat by myself, keep
sheddin' tears, long live Dell
Losin' my sleep tryna up the score 'cause
you can't get no rest in hell
On a new page in life, used to get
pages through the legal mail
I'm fresh as fuck on house arrest, tryna
get the feds up off my trail
Run up your M&Ms, make it hard for
niggas that wanna get you killed
He bucked my world while I
was locked, that's why the
twins pistol-whipped him
When you put money on the head, that's
just like blackballin' a nigga
He was gangster, now he brewsters,
turnt a suspect to a victim
In the streets, could never miss him,
now you just see him on pictures
You seen the car, why you
ain't make a left? Goddamn,
you hurt a nigga, man
Come on, lil' brother, like, we smart,
like, you seen, like, come on now
Damn, you hurt us with that one,
man, you crushed my soul
Still puttin' on for you, though,
can't nobody drive me no more
None of these niggas didn't love
you, lil' bro, like your
mama loved you, lil' bro
I hate I can't hug you, lil'
bro, still dishin' out
slugs for you, though
I'm goin' against blood for you, bro,
this shit finna get ugly, bro
Still clutchin' one of your poles,
still sittin' by the window
I'm still ridin' striker on
them folks, I'm still watchin'
everything they post
I'm still headfirst on the lo', I'ma
make niggas honor your soul
Money still callin', hello? That
Drac' still go to all my shows
Still a real-deal slime, my blood
gon' be green if I bust my nose
Still remain certified, 37
Mafia, we CMO, blrrrd
Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd, pussy
Motherfuckin' pussy, bitch
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