French Montana - Fuck What Happens Tonight (Feat. DJ Khaled, Mavado, Ace Hood, Snoop Dogg & Scarface) | Текст песни

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• Fuck What Happens Tonight (Feat. DJ Khaled, Mavado, Ace Hood, Snoop Dogg & Scarface)

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
Fuck all that holding shit
Fuck all you fuckboys
Bitch, we real hustlers
Get money
It's ''We The Best'' music
Bad Boy, Coke Boyz

[Hook: Mavado]
I got my gun on me
I tell my kids I'll never leave them lonely
Fucking streets on me
Death row Jamaicans murder your family
Fuck what happens tonight
Fuck what happens tonight
Fuck what happens tonight
I got my gun on me

[Verse 1: French Montana]
It was murder she wrote, your name in blood
When the love gone, your eyes diluted full of blood
Six cars full of gold, six blocks heard the boom
Dreadlocks, middle of June, headshots, get tombed
Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11, dial tone
You want it all, die alone
A war going on nobody safe from
Now we talking to the judge when your day come
Like it was hard not to kill these niggas
It was like a full-time job not to kill these niggas
Eight figures, need the eight story mansion
While I'm strapped up two-stepping with the devil dancing
Diluted with blood in my eyes
Like a stillborn niggas won't make it out alive, nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Ace Hood
Fuck it, I'm ready to die tonight
Put it on with the clip on my back, I loaded it twice
Just a call away, my niggas is ready no matter the price
Playying with mine, you niggas could get it including your wife
Isn't life a motherfucker?
Since 17 that pistol been my bloodbrother
Sleeping with that lethal weapon playing Danny Glover
AK40 on the 100 if we talking numbers
Riders fucking with mobsters
Niggas want beef? Turn 'em to pasta
Load up the clip, shoot up your [?]
Bang bang, bless 'em father
Passed aside and rest aside a lake
Then swimming with snakes inside
Look at my eyes, I hate disguises
Life of guns, I compromise it
Oh Lord, I'mma ride on my enemies
If I die tonight I bet them gangsters 'member me
Nigga, 'til then

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Snoop Dogg]
From the depths of the sea back to the block
With a bitch on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc
Tick tock, nonstop, blocka, blocka bloodclot
Don't piss the lion cause you'll get dropped on the spot
Lick shot, drip drop over the soil
Pot hot 'til it boil
To this crip shit I'm loyal
Dip with us, ride with us, lie with us, sleep with us
Sit with us, [?] with us, babble bitch gonna get what up
She likes the french tip nails that I wear
And how I'm so pimped out with dreads in my hair, yeah
You got truth, now the truth is to dare
Blue bandana, it's me and Montana
At the [?] with Tanehsa, Alisha, Lakesha, Savannah
Nicknames for my blammer

[Hook]

[Verse 5: Scarface]
The smell of blood in the bathroom
Body layed out stiff full of stab wounds
I told this nigga I was coming back
Pussy must not have heard when I told him that
Nigga, it's eye for an eye
A life for a life, a body for a price
I wanna smell his last breath took
And look him in the eyes and make for sure he knows how death looks
Cause I'm him, it's in the air, I can feel it
Shot him four times with the gun I was concealing
Overkilling, it ain't no coming back from it
Then walked away with a demeanor like I just done it
Something evil this way coming
For big face hundreds this bitch gets punished

[Hook]

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