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Stone Killer
(专辑: Karma 3 - 2020)
High level rap You know me, nigga Bugging out, I'm tipsy (Tipsy) I
smuggled out Poughkeepsie (Upstate) Package had a
Seattle stamp, I
thought the
plug was from 60s (Neighborhood) Bubbled out the
Bentley (Skrrt) Suckers tried convince me (Uh) Gun powder inside my whiskey Blowing sour, vibing to Missy (Yeah) Misdemeanor Elliot These rap niggas is delicate (Soft) I'll never switch I
been on some shit since Perry Ellis fits (Remember that?) Broke weed down at the
Marriott This hustle, I
inherited (I got it) Prescriptions for the
low Come and cop it or I
can mail the
shit (Woo) They shot him in his face, it ain't no repass (Nah) I'm Tyson with that speedbag (Right) I
really seen a
brick look like a
Dreamcast (I did) My aunt been clean for years, I
pray to Allah she don't relapse (Inshallah) They put cameras where we sleep at With these grams, I
don't need rap (I don't need it) I
told mami just go down slow I'm from the
projects, my nigga Could give a
fuck about an "Old Town Road" (I don't care) I
hit Berner for Pound Cake, he let a
whole pound go (My nigga) One of the
illest niggas breathing and my whole town know It's Harlem My neck be this weight 'cause that sket keep me safe I
gave out more dog food than the
SPCA (SPCA) I'm in the
label office crunching up figures I'm one them niggas That gave the
fiends testers with the
dust from a
blender, yeah I
can't forget the
blocks that fed me right These crooked agents still want me for tax evasion like Wesley Snipes To talk this way, I
paid a
hefty price I
sold dope, got knocked But never spoke after they read me rights The
chopper on the
bedroom floor lay horizontal In the
crib with the
cathedral ceilings, the
floor's marble Heard an opp died while we was out clubbing, got more bottles And the
teller at the
bank think my bitch a
couture model, uh Respect or the
money, which you willing to keep? (Pick one) If it's lit, is you spinning or you sending a
tweet? (Pick one) I
kept winning, that got 'em used to the
feel of defeat Yeah, you know it's really the
streets, Benny and East Nigga, it's Pablo and the
Butcher (Pablo) Survival had me booked up (Booked up) Inside the
car, now I
can see the
stars if I
look up (Wraith) Been a
good month and that's on all the
raw that I
cooked up I
might buy my bitch an Audemar just for good luck Yeah (Yeah), ask for smoke, I
already got a
blunt I'm headed to Philly with coke the
same color as Donald Trump (Fuck him) The
opps sliding, but not on us All this stress I
got bottled up Calls from hoes that I
don't want That powder we would bottle up (Right) I
got guns for World War III, nigga, just sign me up Good luck tryna line me up (Good luck) I'm landing at LaGuardia Had meetings with the
mafia I
count that paper, then I
can't sleep, I
catch insomnia Jewish lawyer beat my case, we celebrate the
shit like Hanukkah Caught him tryna get breakfast and shot the
diner up (Boom) Fiends fighting over the
boy, Brandy and Monica Gangster, you know how I'm cut, honestly, you should honor us I
remember bagging up haze, jacket was Nautica I
couldn't stay out late, on my ankle, I
had a
monitor, word Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny and East The
illest niggas breathing, respect, respect Benny and East Yeah, you, yeah, you, yeah, you know it's really the
streets Benny, Benny, Benny, Benny and East With these grams, I, I, I
don't need rap Benny, Benny and East Gangster, gangster, you should honor us
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