Letra de Kings Only
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Ha, it's 4 am, my dogs barking
Peeking through the blinds,
DEA and they're all Parking
Peeking through the blinds,
DEA and they're all Parking
Huh, probably got a tip, trying to find that way (way, way, way)
I just pray to God they don't climb that gate
Huh, hoping niggas ain't tell on me
Trying to get me .. closed, the Lord knows that smell on me.
Dropping off the bed, tripping over my negro
I rap part-time, on their face they see when they think...
Huh, my bitch screaming, that coke flushing
A lot of secrets, that door open, I don't know nothing.
All I know is this, 400 for the lawyer, that won't beat the case
Sweat dripping, keep the lights on, go clear the seif.
Huh, the bell ringing and I'm playing dumby
Hard head and my momma told me this day will come.
Trick dots to the basement, to the backyard
For a car garage, for a 58 my space ship.
Huh, huh backing out, about to do 'em dirty
I ain't coping out, and if I'm lose the trial I am doing thirty
Probably come from my man X ... it's no grands left
My real life like grand theft.
Partnership is all that I've lived
Choppers all that I did, now them choppers all in my crib
Huh, know the crackers don't fight fair
Hold out them shots fire and I woke up with a nightmare.
I just pray to God they don't climb that gate
Huh, hoping niggas ain't tell on me
Trying to get me .. closed, the Lord knows that smell on me.
Dropping off the bed, tripping over my negro
I rap part-time, on their face they see when they think...
Huh, my bitch screaming, that coke flushing
A lot of secrets, that door open, I don't know nothing.
All I know is this, 400 for the lawyer, that won't beat the case
Sweat dripping, keep the lights on, go clear the seif.
Huh, the bell ringing and I'm playing dumby
Hard head and my momma told me this day will come.
Trick dots to the basement, to the backyard
For a car garage, for a 58 my space ship.
Huh, huh backing out, about to do 'em dirty
I ain't coping out, and if I'm lose the trial I am doing thirty
Probably come from my man X ... it's no grands left
My real life like grand theft.
Partnership is all that I've lived
Choppers all that I did, now them choppers all in my crib
Huh, know the crackers don't fight fair
Hold out them shots fire and I woke up with a nightmare.
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