ترانه و شعر با صدای Trip Lee
Yessir Gawvi, get 'em Why we do it? Why we do it?
I do it for the turn-up (Gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking 'bout no burner Flip a page, I'll explode it
Got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo
Trying to tell them boys I never leave da crib alone 'Cause I keep one in my car and I got two at home They different kinds but they do the same thing Double-edged double-barrel (Bang! Bang!) Yes sir!
I'm out here facin' dragons, I ain't out my mind (Bang bang) They comin' for my soul so it's 'bout that time (Bang bang) Them lies they tryna kill me if you don't believe me I don't care, I don't care I can't take it easy
I'm flippin' the page, I'm drinking half of your clip in the gauge And the heat in the stage, hit you with truth, he's hit every phrase He cut me deep I'm Divin' in, divin' in When I ride I got to (Fly, fly) Come alive again
That's right (When I ride I got to) Come alive again, you know we got it Come alive again, uh huh Manolo mayne
I do it for the turn-up (Gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking 'bout no burner Flip a page, I'll explode it
Got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo
Manolo, Manolo? I'm out here going postal My partners think I lost it, my momma think I'm loco I keep my shooter close though, You know it's fully automatic Shoot you straight, man that trigger'll do you plenty damage
I got enemies, I can't see'em all but they lurkin' (Lurkin') I flip that page on 'em, my trigger finger stay workin' (Pop pop pop) I got plenty ammo, got old and new they both testify (My Lord) And ain't nobody playin' with you, gon' mess around, but come testify (Hah) And I ain't gotta say no more, gonna kick kick bang and the thing gon' blow Red Letters like a red dot on yo door (Yep yep yep yep yep) All y'all gone with a dash on the backseat That's me with a cut full of black ink I'ma hit y'all with it 'til I split y'all with it (Man down, man down) Had a bad week, bad week (Man down, man down) (Man down, man down) (Man down, man down, man down, had a bad week) (Man down, man down) (Man down, man down) (Man down, man down, man down, had a bad week)
I do it for the turn-up (Gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking 'bout no burner Flip a page, I'll explode it
Got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo ('Nolo) Manolo, got a cabin in Manolo
I be a sheep, I'm a dummy Sometimes it ain't even funny Them lies are sicker than poison while the truth, that is sweeter than honey And we know that he got us He is with us, can't block us, Ibaka And we fighting the lies 'cause his word is my weapon It's going Brrrr-aaat!
I do it for the turn-up (Gat gat) Got that ammo locked and loaded I ain't talking 'bout no burner Flip a page, I'll explode it
Got a cabin in Manolo
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