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Frank Lucas
(专辑: Alfredo - 2020)
[Freddie Gibbs:] Might just spill over on you Okay, I'm trying baby Nigga, my name is cocaine Yeah, uh, uh You niggas snitching getting time shaved Sold the
book on my boost mobile, I
boost the
crime rate Telling all my hoes that I
love 'em, I'm playing mind games And bitches after your last dollar, they take your last name I'm married to this shit, I
jumped off the
porch then I
jumped the
room Bunny Rabbit gang, we be robbing shit like like the
Romper Room Catch your Uber or lyzift, I
sent the
rezith The
feds wanna turn the
witness, I
plead the
fizith Been smoking since 13, I
fried my brain, so I
ain't never stressing I
can't hold no grudges, Michael Thomas, bitch, I'm catching blessings Police tryna catch me, ain't gon' catch me riding without my weapon Panoramic roof off of on that coupe, I
look like George Jetson Space Ghost Fentanyl, got a
gas mask when I
make dope I
done seen a
lot of OG's at this table having you taste dope I
just got another case though, call me lawyer, hit him with the
pesos Gotta cook a
bird where the
J's stay, got a
play play for the
yayo Been thugging since a
younging, I'm too legit to quit I
keep this bitch in like my kinship, busting shots at the
bitch I
had the
strap, she took the
charge, I
took that bitch on the
trip Flew in her friends, jumped on the
boat, I
fucked them both Shit was lit, shit was lit Pray my soul keep dead low or lay me down The
SWAT team might machine gun or grenade me down And if they do tear my people, just hold my babies down Nigga we need to go back the
pages like it's the
eighties now Yeah, fuck rap, bitch, I'm popping off of poppy seed My name cocaine ain't got put me in the
nominees Since gangsta gears rolled back the
bars, I
see a
lot of me Niggas is my sons, I
wish they mommas would have swallowed these Nigga, capping ass nigga Jeezy used to say "Boy, you one rapping ass nigga" I
said I'm shipping packs, I
don't need no advance, nigga Niggas thought I
took a
loss, but I
jumped off And I
got richer, shit is funny when you think about it Rolex too big, I
took a
link up out it Frank Lucas I
hit the
closet, pulled the
mink up out it Living this life, pussy dream about it, nigga [Benny The
Butcher:] Bury me with ratchets, let the
feds tell it, apparently a
magnum Gucci hoodie smell like kerosine and ashes Don't get carried away, I
been up and look how carefully I
stack it Got your advance check buried in the
mattress We the
Yankees on the
pennant run You in need of soldiers, heard you rented some Telling war stories and you ain't been in none But look what I
converted to from letting burners loose out convertibles My bitch gon' be the
driver for a
purse or two Nah, my finger never gon' point You know pussy best when it's moist Got a
hammer and a
brick from a
plug I
met in a
joint Miami, Superbowl weekend, I
got head in a
Royce We chasing cheddar of course, I
wouldn't care if it's Deutsch It was either law school or dog food If I
was making y'all moves, we all lose Make these sucker niggas pay, those was our rules You gon' need more guns and lucky horse shoes I
never took an L, but a
few loss to mind New loft down town and this view was hard to find Sold lines to abusers, now I'ma abuse y'all with lines I'm in this black thing, he ain't just a
few cars behind I
bought two of everything, they said "dude lost his mind" Two gold Cubans, like I'm trying too hard to shine Two whips, one a
coupe that's too small to drive Two-car garage, two broad massage, yeah Niggas think I
be fronting But I
just be talking that real shit I
don't expect anybody to feel it though 'Cause y'all niggas not like that (Nobody talk that shit like I
talk that shit nigga, let's go) With this .9 I
got from the
district, I'm shopping for Christian I'm in Vegas dripping in jewelry I
got from the
district They say hustling like a
disease, I'ma die with the
symptoms Put three hundred grams on a
brick, cut the
pie into sixes The
Butcher coming, nigga
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