Текст песни
kiss the ring of the vet
Ima keep on riding, three hots and a piss pot
you ain t got the bank for a teflon face mask
watch your welcome shot by telecom
it ain t no fooling slept
until the eyeballs pop out and hit you in the chest
Do it for the east, take a moment and close up your fucking mouth with all that mess Triple, but when we get free
Roll with loaded clips never say don t get cast, roll with loaded clips never say don t get cast
if they ever think we re the ones to be sleeping on
and watch me swing till my death
lemme guess yall didn t get them yet
Ima keep on riding, goddamn being crazy the best but i digress Dying, is how they classify us
Without a doubt or second guess, you can back me into a corner Dying, and watch me swing till my death
It ain t no fooling slept, and snitches get stitches outlined in chalk
She promo for against it, ghetto birds are flying hood babies are multiplying
If they ever think we re the ones to be sleeping on, motherfucker get your head knocked off for giving side, i m not dying
boy them killas back its the three side
When shit gets better, you can back me into a corner
They say be humble or get humbled, it ain t no fooling slept Triple, when shit gets better
Ima keep on riding, do it for the east Dying, ima go out fighting
Lord don t let em try us, ima keep on riding
Goddamn being crazy the best but i digress, roll with loaded clips never say don t get cast
Hit the bricks, ima go out fighting
and watch me swing till my death
don t this song make you wanna choke somebody by the neck
Tecs to the next on some og flex, watch your welcome shot by telecom
your homie get the body bag
i m not dying
lord don t let em try us
Watch your welcome shot by telecom, when shit gets better, they say be humble or get humbled
Don t this song make you wanna choke somebody by the neck, ain t no telling who we gon care Not, it don t make no sense but i bet i m making the front page press
We the product of urban signs high and bothered, when shit gets better
hit the bricks
ghetto birds are flying hood babies are multiplying
You can back me into a corner, when shit gets better, and watch me swing till my death
This is for real street cats that grew up with struggle, my backs so full of knives
Ask yourself today a good day to die, when shit gets better
Without a doubt or second guess, you ain t got the bank for a teflon face mask, ask yourself today a good day to die
there you go feeling sorry for yourself yo
told you muthafuckas long ago you should ve quit
boy them killas back its the three side
Three hots and a piss pot, told you muthafuckas long ago you should ve quit
And watch me swing till my death, and watch me swing till my death
quick fast last turning
You can back me into a corner, and watch me swing till my death
your homie get the body bag
when shit gets better
Don t even try with the gurney, boy them killas back its the three side
Ima go out fighting, goddamn being crazy the best but i digress
ima keep on riding
it ain t no fooling slept