Etienne Sin - The Prodigy | Текст песни

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• Etienne Sin
• The Prodigy

All my niggas guns go grraata, grraata, grratata! Oh!

Bitch nigga, you a bitch nigga
I been through some real shit, now I'ma get rich nigga
I stay mothafuckin war ready
TSCR, Young Rockstars, stay heavy

All my niggas with me, they don't hesitate
Dudes with triple beams, got niggas movin weight
Mothafuckas, all these mothafuckas
Fuck with my money nigga, you gonna discover

Brrat brat brat, oh! Sit the fuck down.
I got few killas with me and they don't fuck around
I'll be getting money, every fucking day
Stack money to the top, now watch me levitate

I got bank robbers, minions, you can't stop us
Four niggas, they trap mobsters, four killas they pop choppers
Niggas that plot, we would never speak about how we drop em
Murderous, have you heard of us?
Nigga's fake, I'm the Cerberus
Lord of this game, nigga fuck the fame
We want to claim the money
So we're in the lane to gain
The Trap every day, the same thing
Now they can't complain, I gave them Venom to maintain!

All my niggas they be flexin on you everyday
All these killers with me, smokin slow the prodigy
Young nigga shit, young young nigga shit
What my gun say, what my what my gun say?
All my niggas they be flexin on you everyday
All these killers with me, smokin strong the prodigy
Young nigga shit, young young nigga shit
What my gun say, what my what my gun say?

All my niggas guns go, gratata!

Bitch nigga, you still a bitch nigga
Fucked with the wrong hood, now he's gone for good
Down in a ditch nigga
I better keep my mothafuckin mouth shut
Before I catch a charge, Rockstars, we're living large

I hear them haters talkin, let em talk all day
While they cryin' I'll be getting money every way
Flippin work, you can call me the broker
I get it out of state, down south my Georgia soldiers
Fuck with me!

We stay turnt, all my riders got work
Flexin on you everyday, TSCR on my shirt
So all my people who fuck with me
It's time to throw your hands up and follow me!

All my niggas they be flexin on you everyday
All these killers with me, smokin slow the prodigy
Young nigga shit, young young nigga shit
What my gun say, what my what my gun say?
All my niggas they be flexin on you everyday
All these killers with me, smokin strong the prodigy
Young nigga shit, young young nigga shit
What my gun say, what my what my gun say?

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