Letra de Gold Chains
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You sell that crack just for Jordan’s and think you livin’ large
You gave that lame nigga yo pussy then he stole yo heart
What can them teachers teach me? Even they livin’ hard
You gave that lame nigga yo pussy then he stole yo heart
What can them teachers teach me? Even they livin’ hard
Got all them fuckin’ degrees and still can't get a job
My nigga Sub drug dealin’ man that’s all he know
And Keisha sellin’ food stamps for a hit of dope
Bitches never come around when a nigga broke
Now she tryna holla at a player like a niggas coach
Niggas Know
Spirit of Pac
I’m hot enough to sizzle and pop
My shit is Fresh Prince mixed with the Lox
I squeeze in ya face and I don’t mean when pimples get popped
Its like ya girl sleepin’ around how I slipped in ya spot
Second-guessing my future what will I equal out too?
Real niggas don’t change so what do we amount too?
It seems when you down everybody wanna doubt you
They don’t hate you they just hate they can’t be what they love about you
Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
These rappers say the same shit no I don’t get it man
He tell you that you beautiful deserve a different man
Sayin’ how he gonna support you and your business plan
But all he wanna do is cut Edward Scissor Hands
A twisted man her farther was let that drama go
He touched her said he’d kill her if she let her momma know
What type of farther is that?
Set up his daughter for trap
He sold your womanhood ain't even let you borrow it back
A humble meanin’ to the apple don’t fall far from the sap
Had em up just to get even man what garden is that?
You fucked the world up she dancin’ to that out rollin’ [?]
She out here playin’ all these niggas like Martin Lawrence
She ain't no rider she only ridin’ if the cars foreign
I bet this AR keep her out the middle of harm
How could she trust you in the club
But its sad but its her world nigga she don’t want you anyway
That’s Daddy’s little girl Gold Chain
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
My nigga Sub drug dealin’ man that’s all he know
And Keisha sellin’ food stamps for a hit of dope
Bitches never come around when a nigga broke
Now she tryna holla at a player like a niggas coach
Niggas Know
Spirit of Pac
I’m hot enough to sizzle and pop
My shit is Fresh Prince mixed with the Lox
I squeeze in ya face and I don’t mean when pimples get popped
Its like ya girl sleepin’ around how I slipped in ya spot
Second-guessing my future what will I equal out too?
Real niggas don’t change so what do we amount too?
It seems when you down everybody wanna doubt you
They don’t hate you they just hate they can’t be what they love about you
Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
These rappers say the same shit no I don’t get it man
He tell you that you beautiful deserve a different man
Sayin’ how he gonna support you and your business plan
But all he wanna do is cut Edward Scissor Hands
A twisted man her farther was let that drama go
He touched her said he’d kill her if she let her momma know
What type of farther is that?
Set up his daughter for trap
He sold your womanhood ain't even let you borrow it back
A humble meanin’ to the apple don’t fall far from the sap
Had em up just to get even man what garden is that?
You fucked the world up she dancin’ to that out rollin’ [?]
She out here playin’ all these niggas like Martin Lawrence
She ain't no rider she only ridin’ if the cars foreign
I bet this AR keep her out the middle of harm
How could she trust you in the club
But its sad but its her world nigga she don’t want you anyway
That’s Daddy’s little girl Gold Chain
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Niggas dying for Gold Chains
Nigga we mentally enslaved
Buy Gold Chains do anything to drive a Range nigga
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