Hell You Talking Bout - Gucci Mane, Young Thug, Takeoff

Hell You Talking Bout - Gucci Mane, Young Thug, Takeoff

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El Chapos Home
Год
2015
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
238390

以下は曲の歌詞です Hell You Talking Bout 、アーティスト - Gucci Mane, Young Thug, Takeoff 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Hell You Talking Bout "

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Hell You Talking Bout

Gucci Mane, Young Thug, Takeoff

Hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout

Hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout

Hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout, hell you talking bout

Hell you talking bout

You ain’t talking about nothing, got a whole lot of birds

He ain’t got that thing, he a mahfucking nerd

He a mahfucking I’m mahfucking turned

I’m a cash out on your bitch and she’ll mahfucking slurp

Put my dick inside your drawers I’m all on

I’m a kush rushing working dog

Let my tear down her wall

I’m a goddamn motherfucking boss

I got goddamn motherfucking sauce

She ain’t not goddamn motherfucking shark

But she got goddamn motherfucking jaws

Alphabetical order, I got hoes in alphabetical order

I ain’t scream but I got to slaughter her

And if the bitch bad I might daughter her, you dig

OG gas bag I’m loaded down in cash

TIP trying to whip some forgis got them showing my ass

Got two hard on my dash I smash

Baby say she want cash for this

You ain’t talking about nothing baby Longway’ll pass

I’m the man in my town like Bobby Brown

I’m Molly Santana Brown in my rollie

Like Patrick Swayze there’s a round

Tip toes I’ll stay down

I ain’t fucking around with your ass

Two guns I’m doubled down put the F&N on your ass

If you still talking about friendship I ain’t fucking around

All that you a rooster now they ain’t around

No I don’t want to hit that I smoking out the pound

Nah girl I don’t want to hit that you a nat-nat now

Talking about pounds and bricks, I speed off with

Talking about cooking and wrapping and flipping them chickens my nigga you

trippin'

Nigga we all know you snitching

Thinking you gon' catch me slipping

I post on the block I’m selling the rock

I see the feds I’m jumping the fences

Back to the trap thinking like damn what the fuck these niggas plotting

I feel the trap spot is hot I look out the window I knew these niggas plotting

Helicopter’s on top, SWATs around my house

No but it’s going done, can’t flush it too many pounds

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