Corner Store - Rondonumbanine, Bosstop

Corner Store - Rondonumbanine, Bosstop

Год
2014
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
209520

以下は曲の歌詞です Corner Store 、アーティスト - Rondonumbanine, Bosstop 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Corner Store "

原文と翻訳

Corner Store

Rondonumbanine, Bosstop

Numba' Nine roll up, bro!

Rondo yelling Six Hunnid

Rip Munna, Rip L’A!

FTO, man

Glock Boys, you know how we rockin, man!

Coolin' in O Block, smoking loud pack with Boss Top, and Cdai, 22 shots

Switching lanes in a foreign car

For the squad, bitch we go hard, try to try us, you ain’t gon' make it far!

We gotta' lot of Glocks for the fucking war

And bitch we still posted by that corner store

I got this chopper wit' no kick back

Ride on him then I blow his shit back

These niggas woofing I ain’t with the chit chat

I’m in the foreign riding round with big Macs

Whatever you niggas on, I’m on that

Me and Cdai coolin', smoking loud pack

He got that work, run in, I need that!

Swirl wrap 'em up for a kidnap

These thots calling, «Why they all on me?»

You talking to them, «No, you ain’t not homie!»

I do my work all by my lonely

And I got this fame, now they think I’m phony

I run the game like my name Tony

I’m shooting shit like my name Ginóbili

Squad shit, bitch!

And I’m Numba' Nine from the six!

Coolin' in O Block, smoking loud pack with Boss Top, and Cdai, 22 shots

Switching lanes in a foreign car

For the squad, bitch we go hard, try to try us, you ain’t gon' make it far!

We gotta' lot of Glocks for the fucking war

And bitch we still posted by that corner store

You got a 30, we got 50's on that!

Rap dissing, you get shot just like Kodak

Say he leaning but that shit he drinking no Act

How you getting money, you ain’t playing wit' no sack?

Keep a lama close, them fucking hammers sit back

Hunnid' in the chopper, split yo' ass just like Kit Kats

Turn up sucka I ain’t really with the lip smack

You can front me something, you ain’t gon' get shit back

Shooters coming, bitch, you gon' need a shit bag

Feds in my hair like a fucking Du Rag

Say he caught me lacking, why you boys ain’t do that?

Known for shooting first, i seem to never shoot back!

I’m a Glock boy, T-roy shoot like Novak

Call up my lil shorty, leave you ass with no back

And I’ll trade the world for my brother O back

Riding round through Chiraq with my glizzy, know that!

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