Kishore Kumar Hits

Da Crook - Scoreboard şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Da Crook

albüm: Scoreboard


Ha, yo
You know what I'm saying?
It's easy to talk that shit, but it's harder to prove it, you feel me?
Ha, ha
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding, we putting somethin' on the scoreboard
Why these niggas talking like they want it, they don't want war, haa!
(What?), haa! (Bow, bow, bow!)
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding, we putting somethin' on the scoreboard (check the score, nigga)
Why these niggas talking like they want it, they don't want war, haa!
(Bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow!)
They don't want war, war
Yo
Don't put time in these streets, now I'm grinding, it's music (let's get it)
Haters tryna pull me back like my killers won't do 'em (what?)
Easy calling me a bitch, but it's harder to prove it
If I got shot they shot, what the fuck, is you stupid?
Go Google the movement, pussy, you know how we moving (haa!)
Wipe your nose, broad day, then go shoot up the viewing (bow-bow-bow)
Man, I been being calm, but they want me to lose it (yo! Yo!)
They never wan' to use they brain 'til 'em bullets go through it (brr-rr-rrt!)
In the kitchen like I bake stuff, what you smoking, crack?
Fuck nigga need to wake up, them hollows shoot your face up (bow-bow-bow)
Give the green light, and watch my youngins tear the place up (brr-rr-rrt!)
Opps moving shaky, they don't know my niggas shake stuff (they don't know)
Yo
They don't know my niggas run up on 'em, let that shit blow
(Bow-bow-bow, bow-bow-bow!)
In the kitchen like I bake stuff, what you smoking, crack?
Fuck nigga need to wake up, them hollows shoot your fa
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding we putting somethin' on the scoreboard (check the score, nigga)
Why these niggas talking like they want it
They don't want war, haa! (What?), haa! (Bow, bow, bow!)
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding we putting somethin' on the scoreboard (check the score, nigga)
Why these niggas talking like they want it, they don't want war, haa! (What?)
They don't want war (bow-bow!) (brr-rr-rrt!)
Yo
They don't really want war, so why these niggas talking like it (what?)
Light 'em like a blunt torch
Shots flip him on his front porch (brr-rr-rrt!)
Might double up that scoreboard, so I can't really walk without it (nah)
Stay the fuck up out my DM's, pussy, I ain't tryna talk about it (pussy!)
Come get your get back 'bout it
Way before I had Louboutins, I had bloody feet, we been stepping on 'em (stepping on 'em)
Ninjas creeped up on 'em (what?)
Thought he was safe 'cause he's strapped like niggas don't die with they weapon on 'em (bow, bow, bow!)
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding we putting somethin' on the scoreboard (check the score, nigga)
Why these niggas talking like they want it, they don't want war, haa! (What?), haa! (Bow, bow, bow!)
Every night I'm grinding, can't fit no more in 'em floorboards (haa!)
Every time we sliding we putting somethin' on the scoreboard (check the score, nigga)
Why these niggas talking like they want it, they don't want war, haa! (What?)
They don't want war (bow-bow!) (brr-rr-rrt!)

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