Crack Flow 2 - Crackhead Bart

Hey Jack, start that beat from the ti'nop Yeah, Based on a T.R.U. Story, uh Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Tell 'Em) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at, I got crack (Crack) Standin' on them blocks, sellin' hi'nard I be goin' dumb, I be goin' retard Wit no regard for no br'noad Pi'nark my car, bitch I'm from Collipi'nark Southside, outside, and I'm ridin' 'round, I get it And I look around, they took my style Like mothafucka you trippin' Let me slow it down 'fore I get a ticket Nigga wanna verse from me, it's gon' cost a chicken Rearview mirror, shakin' like a stripper, hoe Car so big it gotta stripper pole I'm ballin', ballin' like I give a g'no All I talk is crack, I can get the Rico Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Tell 'Em) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at, I got crack (Crack) Shawty got some real good P'nuss If that shit stank, then she need to di'nush No I'm not a killer but don't p'nush Get fucked, get slugged, bet you won't even get up This us, 2 guns in my Adidas I'm from the A, and you a C+ You niggas can't even see us Ear muffs from Neiman... Marcus I'm like c'mon let's start this Keep it real my deparment Versace my garment, yeah I don't give a fi'nuck (I don't give a fi'nuck) I don't give a fi'nuck (I don't give a fi'nuck) Make her suck my di'nick, till that bitch hiccup And when she call my phi'none, I won't even pick up Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Tell 'Em) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at, I got crack (Crack) Thousand 8 grams in my b'nag I be makin' jewels, work be movin' f'nast And you need to mind your fuckin' bi'naz Get cash, get it fast, this a paper ti'nag New car, you are not me forget it! I got more hoes than 4 hoes I had a 4some for Christmas! (Damn!) Lemme turn it down my baby mama listenin' Extra garlic butter I got Benihana issues Trigga finger itchin' like it's poison ivy Goin' so hard Viagra tryna sign me I might get an endorsement from bakin' soda Catch me cookin' crack tryna make a Rollie! Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Tell 'Em) No matter where I'm at I got crack (Crack) I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack (Cr'nack) Started from the trap, now I rap (Yeah) No matter where I'm at, I got crack (Crack)

Yea sheesh Yea True Damn You making noise Boy Yea yea yea That nigga True crazy boy boy Yea Let me pop my shit I use to talk about getting money everyday then it just happened Getting bougie with the money treat the 20's like a napkin My life a movie can't believe I got the commas off of rapping Baby please don't keep on liking pics if u not trying to tap in Yea yea yea too many drugs fuck my stomach up Too many yes men I am not one of them Too many hating ass niggas and runner ups I'm trying to figure out what the hell I done to them I breathe the same air that you breathe Got the same 24, do it with ease though I think shawty look better on knees but maybe it's me I'm just a sleaze ball Yea yea yea dress real wicked, fuck bad women, hellcat spinning, fuck speed limits Keep shit playa, fuck them gimmicks got half my ice on diamonds still hitting I can have no lights on diamonds still hitting Have no ice on I'm still glistening You spent half yo life just crying and bitching bitch ass nigga just want to get mentioned It's brick outside, fishscale sweatsuit Looking like I will finesse you His bitch outside saying I want to sex you Hold on baby I just met you Go out like a sucker I can't I see straight through the smile on your face I got a Glock on the side of the bed cocked back while I'm painting your face. I use to talk about getting money everyday then it just happened Getting bougie with the money treat the 20's like a napkin My life a movie can't believe I got the commas off of rapping Baby please don't keep on liking pics if u not trying tap in Yea yea yea too many drugs fuck my stomach up Too many yes men I am not one of them Too many hating ass niggas and runner ups I'm trynna figure out wth I done to them I breathe the same air that you breathe Got the same 24, do it with ease though I think shawty look better on knees but maybe it's me I'm just a sleaze ball

Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Прокуренный винтаж, это rock new school Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Кровь течёт по лицу — это мне к лицу Кровь течёт по губам — это от тоски Мои дни снова разные, как носки Кровь течёт по губам из правой ноздри Я тебя не ебу, а ты ебёшь мозги Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Моё поведение, моё поведение Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Все ваши кумиры — это недоразумение Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать

A man appeared before Wells Fargo Wells Fargo's stage driver man Wearing a long white linen And a dust flour sack over his head Pointed a double barreled shotgun At the driver and forced him to halt "Please throw down the box, sir And madam please, don't you need your money or pearls?" They call him Black Bart P08 The highway bandit, poetry man Leaving his poem disappeared like a ghost on his own, all on his own The road he owns Rise, Black Bart, rise, I'm calling Calling your spirit out Dust off your hat and hatchet There are boxes out there with your name and mark The road has been cold and lonely The road has been out of good tales Let's shake up some dust We'll be opening the box like before, just like before And leave a poem For honor and for riches I've labored long and hard for the bread But on my corns too long you tread You fine haired sons of bitches A man appeared before Wells Fargo Wells Fargo's stage driver man Wearing a long white linen And a dust flour sack over his head They call him Black Bart P08 The highway bandit, poetry man Leaving his poem disappeared Like a ghost on his own, all on his own The road he owns For honor and for riches I've labored long and hard for the bread But on my corns too long you tread You fine haired sons of bitches

Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol Bas-bas les pattes, c'est ma salope, ça On dormira quand on sera dans notre sarcophage Nan, y'a pas d'faux départ qui tienne On arrête ni progrès, ni le système Des sapes sans taches et des flashs par centaines J'finirai par m'en plaindre C'est toi qui interprète, dis-moi de quoi parlent mes refrains Dis-moi si j'suis dans l'thème, raconte-moi tes problèmes J'te parlerai des miens (j'te parlerai des miens) Oulalala, oulalala Le groupe le plus détesté, ni là, ni là-bas Danse avec ton gobelet Tu te bouchais les oreilles pendant qu'ils s'engueulaient Allez, viens là boomerang C'est pas nous que tu cherchais quand tu nous googlais Sur la gâchette, j'ai kinson-Par Je sais pas lire une partition mais j'ai disque d'or Rentre chez toi, petit, il est tard T'aimes pas être à la maison mais y'a plus que des mauvais garçons dehors Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol J'ai des bouffées de délires Je lis le mal aux vegans Je lui dis qu'elle s'embellit chaque fois que je la regarde Comment faire taire les cris dans le coffre de la Mégane? Sur la scène du crime, en concert tous les soirs Sur la gâchette, j'ai Parkinson Tu nous aimes pour nos parties sombres, yah Tous les jours le même tee-shirt comme Bart Simpson Do, ré, mi, fa puis j'ai touché le sol