Unusual Niggas - Ralo, Key Glock, Jay Fizzle

Unusual Niggas - Ralo, Key Glock, Jay Fizzle

Альбом
Diary of the Streets 3
Год
2018
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
223810

以下は曲の歌詞です Unusual Niggas 、アーティスト - Ralo, Key Glock, Jay Fizzle 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Unusual Niggas "

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Unusual Niggas

Ralo, Key Glock, Jay Fizzle

Ay Jay Fizzle, what’s up Jay

In paper route Famgoon business, listen

I pull up on yo block get some shit cost a million dollars

Got a million partners that’s about a million choppas

We don’t give a fuck who you is,

They keep on telling me chill, I don’t know what that is

I might just turn up fonem, this club get shot up fonem

Don’t you fuck with Jay Fizzle, that little nigga my man

Did that paper route business, anybody can get it

A bitch can’t come in my spot, unless she gon' let me hit it

Hold up wait let me in it, I didn’t tell you I’m finished

I thought that I was in the gray the way these bitches been beggin'

I get more mouth than a dentist, move more weight than a gymnast

Move more trees than some timberlands, I got more Homer than Simpson

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

I don’t play with no guns, I might shoot me a nigga

Pop the roof off a nigga, pop the tooth out a nigga

I just bought a brand new choppa plus my coupe got no ceiling

My old lady seen my car and said my roof the one missing

Ay, pull up in a million dollar coupe I got my shirt off

Million dollar nigga bitches quick to take they skirt off

Ralo and Jay Fizzle tossin' bitches at the

Ballin' with a stick, like a nigga playing baseball

Car like transformers, they be transforming

This a new phone, my bitch too foreign

Your bitch too boring, your bitch too boring

A hundred thousand out the trap and

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

You ain’t talking 'bout money, you ain’t talking 'bout nothing

Nigga with a attitude, I feel like I’m from Compton

Double G’s on my buckle, VVS on my knuckles

Post so hard till the sun up, on the block like Mutombo

Steady stacking these commas, hundred racks

Nigga get shot if you mumble, and I put that on my momma

I got sauce lasagna, Gucci shirt and a conga

Choppa kick like a punter, I do this shit like

Ralo Famgoon my brother, stacking these chips like Russell

Choppa sing no cuffing

Ralo Famgoon my brother, stacking these chips like Russell

Choppa sing no cuffing

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

I do not pick up my phone, unless they talking 'bout money

And if they talking 'bout money, you can tell 'em I’m coming

We do not pick up no pistols unless we shooting at some niggas

Don’t confuse us with niggas, we ain’t no usual niggas

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