No Rap Cap - Soldier Kidd

Hai parlato del gang bitch Ma tu non sei del gang bitch Voglio alzarli col trep bitch Su una maybach con 3 bitch Sono uscito dal bank rich Sto fumando quel cat piss Baby dammi quel neck please Puoi chiamarmi no cap bitch Il blocco è caldo se sto cantando Se entro nel club o mi paghi o mi scaldo Prada nuove matchano con l'asfalto Ho speso 3 kappa per restare calmo Prossimo giro pendenti di ghiaccio Prossimo giro sai già vado in alto A catena quando parli di Tyson Fuck 12 addosso c'ho un chilogrammo Vuoi giocare ma sei un bitchass La tua tipa sembra bisex La scopo con le sue amiche Prendo a schiaffi questo big ass Stick in mano per gli snitchass Chain al collo come Peter Mi serve una nuova Fendi Non ci stanno i miei stipendi Nella bando ho i movimenti Non ci sono concorrenti Trappo pacchi si da venti Dicono Tyson baby sei un po' arrogante E non parlare di glock se non sai usarle No problema mio fra ti sta già alle spalle Get the fuck out my face se non hai il contante Devo riempire bag colleziono carte Sei uno snitch hai già fatto troppe domande Non mi prendono mai fanculo le sbarre Non parlare del gang se non hai le palle Hai parlato del gang bitch Ma tu non sei del gang bitch Voglio alzarli col trep bitch Su una maybach con 3 bitch Sono uscito dal bank rich Sto fumando quel cat piss Baby dammi quel neck please Puoi chiamarmi no cap bitch Blood shit la passo solo al mio sangue No swish tu non sei stesso sangue Bitchass ti lasciamo in mutande Mamma il conto si è fatto grande Non ascolto cazzate non dico cazzate Hai provato a giocare ma sei un pussy ass Non mi parlare devo fatturare Ogni 30 minuti flippo un'altra bag Tu stai a catena se mi vuoi a suonare Fra mi sembra chiaro che voglio quel check 2 b sulla felpa 2 b sulla maglia 2 b sulla simon ho una nuova belt Mi sveglio al mattino penso solo a quella bag Voglio specchiarmi sul nuovo Patek Fuck vvs voglio le baguettes Questi stanno ancora a fare cap Lei me lo succhia per una Chanel Non hai mai visto un negro come me Colpi da 3 come J23 La tua baby è da un po' che sta in fissa col trap

Word got around that a nigga got shot Heard a nigga drew down' and he bucked so his ass got popped We was on my block trying to move these rocks Trying to stack this cash on the low, gotta duck these cops We was right off third and polock chilling in the back of the tracks Niggas got packs, trying to get them racks X-5 I was riding in the back with the brother's' round kicking in the gat in my lap 17 had no dreams, drinking four loco's, Sprite and codeine First class I was on lean, said fuck high-school, so I left Reed. No one told me life would be this way! I swear nobody told me Guess this is the game we chose to play Crazy how it's always been the same! People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! Out here tryna make a way I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Phone just RANG heard a nigga got got He was over in the East last thing that he heard six shots He ain't gettin' no love from the cops, nobody got caught Real talk when I heard who it was, heart damn near stopped Somebody done killed my brother, now I gotta get back Let 'em know 'cause a nigga gotta feel that! Sitting shotgun with the shot gun When you hear the shots come, nigga don't run! Already bad, it can only get worse Hand full of steel 'cause the shit still hurts Cut so deep when they put him in the hearse Never saw 25, had to put him in the dirt. No one told me life would be this way! I swear nobody told me Guess this is the game we chose to play Crazy how it's always been the same! People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! Out here tryna make a way I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Once upon a time down town in the nine (9th ward) Where they don't mind dying Sworn to a life of crime, was a youngin' that only stood 5'5 Big money on his mind, clothes ain't wrinkled while his hands on his iron. Shot six times right in front of my mom Kind of 32, man, I'm lucky to survive On a pac, juice real niggas don't die! Bitch, I'm from Mazant slang crack on the same set Blood stains at from a homie with his head cracked O'Gs like A' wacks they've been doing this shit way back since A track. And we yell where the gang at You can get fame there from the way you're going to bang that Shoot for the head watch how you aim that Price on your head and we gon' take that It's about to go down, you ain't about this then you better go now Sun going down, keep it door down! Everybody lay down. Ski mask down! All you gonna see is my eyes and my frown Last thing you hear is my gun going pow It happens every day round my way This ain't nothing new you grew up downtown. People dying every day, that ain't nothing new When you from downtown, downtown! I'm just trying to make a way, I won't let these niggas take me down-down, down! (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em (So I ride) Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em Riding on these niggas, I be riding, I be riding on 'em