Mick Jenkins - Strapped (Prod. Chris Calor) | Текст песни

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• Mick Jenkins
• Strapped (Prod. Chris Calor)

Young, nigga, been sick for a minute
How come you still lost?
What you ain't noticed the cough?
What you ain't noticed the sneeze?
Bet that you noticed the steeze
Two pennies up [?]
Stupendous troubles I wrote
Waterfalls up through my nose
Couple my niggas a bunch of these hoes
Talkin bout all of our woes
You know how that story goes
Well, she was like
'all this smoke don't make no fuckin sense nigga'
'sweetie I got these loafers on
I don' already told you I don't need your two cents nigga'
Ain't you heard?
Theres dollars in yo pocket if you ride with the freaks
Ain't you heard?
Theres choppers in the pockets o' these lil niggers ridin through the streets
Hope you ride with a G, or three
Like big boy, so fresh and so clean
Hope you can trust in your team
Cause if you sleepin on niggas around here
They gon' be stretchin yo dreams
All cause you flexin yo cream
Blood is the sweat of the streets
Even with sugar it's never that sweet

You gon fuck around and need a condom for yo heart
Cause these niggas don't love
These niggas just hate so raw
Uncouth, ongaud
You gon fuck around and need a condom for yo heart
Cause these niggas don't love
These niggas just hate so raw
Uncouth, ongaud
You gon fuck around and need a

Young black nigga from the Chi' with a hot head
A pot head
With access to hot lead
'here, press yo clothes, dirty
Open up a couple button-holes, dirty'
Walkin' round thinkin niggas bullshittin
White tee look like Derrick Rose's jersey
Gotta make you quit that, cold turkey
Walkin' round thinkin niggas bullshittin
Ol' grille look like ol' dirty
Enter the wu, from 35th up, you gotta enter the zoo
Spurs in the street, dawgs on the block
And the chicago [?] that's itching to shoot
The pigs is the worst
'the fuck you want with a couple kids from the church'?
Blacks against walls and our heels in the dirt
And they fuckin' up my tommy hilfiger shirt
Cos they fuck with the sentence and feel niggas first
And it hurts
Whether Lincolns or Limos they still see a Hearse
And thats worse
Black whip creeping on a black boy reaching in his backpack nigga grabbed a black mac made him do a backflip head on the backboard

You gon fuck around and need a condom for yo heart
Cause these niggas don't love
These niggas just hate so raw
Uncouth, ongaud
You gon fuck around and need a condom for yo heart
Cause these niggas don't love
These niggas just hate so raw
Uncouth, ongaud
You gon fuck around and need a

Thats all I wanted to say

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