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These Days (feat. YHUNG T.O,)

アーティスト:E-40  アルバム:The Gift of Gab  作曲:Earl T Stevens 

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The throb slap in the Ghost Put your finger on the trunk, feel the pulse I never leave the teepee without the toast You see the liquid on my chain, I flamboast When I'm higher than Pluto, I eat menudo Pastel de elote, might think I'm an esé I sleep with my cuete, I'll leave your ass wete Vallejo, Cali-harm-ya, 7-O-siete The Good Book is my buckler and shield Death could come outta nowhere, like when the rock hit your windshield That's why I always keep a rototiller When I'm out there in the field in the traffic making deals Every stack I get, like Kaepernick, I kneel Ain't talking about no dinner but I need a meal Release my niggas down waiting for appeal In a gladiator tank, sharks and eels... BIATCH! And these days, gotta watch who you trust Keep that pistol by my side, in this block I trust I came from nothin' so I had to run it up They just wanna see me fail, they don't wanna see me up And I know the Lord chose me To have the vision in what most don't see I got money, started hating on me Niggas that I used to love tryna stonewall me And I know money bring hate but I'ma keep getting this cake And no, my soul won't change Real niggas can't relate to the fake And niggas wanna see me fall, so on my momma, I'ma ball I know niggas wanna see me fall, so on my momma, I'ma ball, ball Off top Tommy, rollin' up a mummy


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