EST Gee - 5500 Degrees (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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EST Gee - 5500 Degrees (en) Lyrics
If I ain't a young shiner, then
what do you call that?
Fuckin' niggas' hoes, he mad,
textin' in all caps
Beef broad day, lay a nigga
down, wave cap
Overkill drill, spin at the
building the wake at
I'd be on what I'm on
if I ain't rap
And it really wasn't no stressin'
'til them members came back
Niggas shook, family know we
ain't playin' no more
Real trapper, hit my dope
like my hand was broke
You get pistol whipped for some petty
shit, your head be swollen
Yeah, I'll hit your mans up
600 In hundreds this shit
there make 'em stand up
Run around actin' tough,
but you not, boy
E dai non fare che li tieni per te
50 In the glizzy,
I run my city
I ain't stoppin' shit,
5
Just this month,
60 g's off pants
I'm not,
I'm not fuckin' no fan
6
Ridin' 'round
with the top down
65 Grams, ten of it is
topside, stop lyin'
Un bacio dietro ai vetri di un van
I done made a couple m's
a year without tryin'
Opps done had a 60 day stretch
without dyin'
Y'all got all that gangster
shit down except slidin'
In mezzo a tutta la gente eh eh-eh
Gave bands 25, we ain't
takin' no time
Ayy, throw it off the glass,
I'ma dunk it (come here)
Said y'all niggas apes, I don't
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Don't step back
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White buffs, no ice,
these plain
Posted in the hood, all
ten of my chains
Bitch said
she in love with who?
Ten on the ground, 'bout
io solo tu (De Palma)
I'm a thug with a tool
Promoter called my phone when I left,
couldn't get the pipe in
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Every nigga 'round me having
motion like a tight end
L with the coolant system,
I bought it for a hotboy
His city say he a rat, so I had
to send him back a refund
Say, dot, that car right there
Look like it got
the narcs in it
We the ones who ridin' 'round with
more shots than the bartenders
I bet you we don't let them
niggas get off no shots
Come through, show a
nigga how to slide
Last night, I fucked a booster,
woke up, text everybody size
Paid plain janes, but now
I'm goin' bustdowns
And zelle the ho a rack to make
sure that they touch down
She ain't been ridin' with 'em when
them bullets start flyin'
Carpet same color snow
if his head brown
A blicky in your glizzy with a
switchy, you can't miss town
Niggas really starved 'til we started
bringin' that big round
Mix it with the rizzy, give
that lil' dog a pit growl
Like I ain't the one who
started this shit
Like I don't make sure them lawyers
paid and them charges dismissed
I'm short, but I'll lift
a nigga ass up
Way before coronavirus, I had them
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Svestiti perdo la testa, sì
Tired of soda bottles, I pour a four
inside my cup (straight)
And you can't post an instagram model
one of us can't fuck (haha)
I be at practice, I got real skills,
none of this shit luck
When I find out where you niggas hide
out, one y'all gettin' crushed
I'm like, "fine, I might come
out and vibe, but one of
y'all gettin' fucked"
Got the finest car, one of a kind,
I don't slow down for much
I got 20 million cash now and
still ain't near enough
I'm goin' too crazy
I'm the wayne of this new generation,
niggas fugazi
They can't fuck with us no type of
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I'm cut from a different type of cloth,
I don't know who raised 'em
Every time I pop out, I hear women
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