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Angels

アーティスト:A$AP Rocky  アルバム:LONG.LIVE.A$AP (Deluxe Version)  作曲:Rakim Mayers, Clarence Connor, Dayquan Davis, Solomon Davis & Imogen Heap 

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Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang I'm the dope mane, bitches sniffing cocaine All my young niggas know that they could always Call me, call me, call me (always, always) Call me, call me, call me (always, always) Call me, call me, call me (always, always) Call me, call me, call me (If you see me trouble, bitch) They call me young drug dealer, they call me young thug nigga 24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years old worth a couple million Shouts out to my cuz niggas, finna let it fly for my blood niggas Middle finger up to you fuck niggas, if you a trill nigga, then fuck with us Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet With a pistol on him prolly wouldn't even pull it Heart made of pudding mean mugging with a hoodie like what's goodie Trying to be the mothafucka that you couldn't knowing you Down to let it fly when I shouldn't All my young niggas they gon' rep it to the fullest Tell a fuck nigga "be you," fuck tough be cool All the young niggas in my crew, they down to let it fly For a nigga like me, young nigga like me (They let it fly) For a nigga like me, young nigga like me (They let it fly) For a nigga like me, young nigga like me (They let it fly) For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me (Flex!) Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that Hood By Air, man I started that Niggas claim they the God of black


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