Poster - Cassius Jay, Trouble, Alley Boy

Poster - Cassius Jay, Trouble, Alley Boy

Год
2019
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
264060

以下は曲の歌詞です Poster 、アーティスト - Cassius Jay, Trouble, Alley Boy 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Poster "

原文と翻訳

Poster

Cassius Jay, Trouble, Alley Boy

That boy Cassius

Yeah

Yeah

Sinatra

Yeah

I’m 'bout to take you guys on the, on the ride

Some real East Side Zone 6 type shit

You dig?

It’s only right I do this for my city, my hood

That boy Cassius

Huh, let’s go

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

I took the long route, steppin' outside of my mom’s house

Key to my own now, gotta go get it my own now

I flip a zone now, I’m on the block flippin' zones now

Or hit this lil' bitty chrome, people keep telling me tone down

Too many haters, fuck a nigga, you talkin' 'bout guns down

I’m damn near tweaking on any bitch that ever come 'round

Feel like I can hit like any bitch that ever come 'round

(Ooh, body found)

Any nigga, I have a hundred down

(Please don’t get it confused)

These rap niggas all hoes

You wasn’t robbin' like me, dawg, went on them give and gos

Niggas wasn’t creepin' on your set, you wet him or get wet

And it wasn’t never 'bout a bitch, always the check

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

I’m the type of nigga, throw five thousand on the day shift

You the type of nigga say and do some fuckin' ho shit

So keep your distance, pimpin', my niggas’ll clear your set

I think some niggas still movin' so we gon' double back

And when it comes to this trap shit, I got it on lock

I got some old ass money but got a new Glock

I’m posted up, me and Skoob, with a couple of snacks

My nigga AB just back doored a nigga for thirty racks

I’m 'bout my cash, swear to God, like I’m Cassius Jay (That boy Cassius)

And still to this day I got my old throwaways

And when it’s beef, my nigga, you know Sosa headfirst (That boy Cassius)

His picture on a shirt, his body in a hearse

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

We bust shots and we spin blocks

Toppin' niggas, no leg shots

This fire come with these red dots

Body cold but this lead hot

Make some down when I earn stripes

We was robbin' like every night

SK, no lead pipes

Strip a nigga for a pair of Nikes

I’m coming out of the slum for real

Hutchinson Street and Tribley Hill

800 Block, we chasing a mil'

Trappin' for real, don’t need a deal

I put like thirty bands on that

Ice on my chains like half of that

Balenciagas, a rack for that

My t-shirt run about half of that

Back door on these hoes, fuck 'em

But I ain’t doin' no handcuffing

Loving hoes that we been fucking

Trusting hoes that we been fucking

I’m on the back street, posted up

The trappers and robbers, they armored up

You on the internet talkin' tough

Chopper gon' flame your ass to death (That boy Cassius)

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

We hung on that block like posters

Mention, you get posted

I got smoke, you tryna get noticed

These ain’t jewels, lil' bitch, these chokers

'Bout mine, we bust fire in the open, yeah

Bust pies wide open, yeah

You tough guys get folded

If them nuts mine, you holdin'

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