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Drakeo the Ruler - Chrome Hearts şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Drakeo the Ruler

albüm: The Truth Hurts


Any nigga mean muggin' gon' be target practice
She's a roller, she be fuckin' all the rappers
Capper, I just put scuff marks on my Forgiatos (Diego)
Look at my wrist, bitch, I clearly just won the lotto
Fully auto, gave him smokey off Gelato
You seen my interviews? I am not no role model
This F and N does not fit with Foamposites
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted
He really brainless, he came in with no knowledge
A mud sipper, I ain't never been to college
Ain't got the time to say you should've went to rob me
The type of nigga get his fingernails polished
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted (chrome hearted, Pressa)
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada (yeah)
Put the switch on the Glock, fully auto (auto)
Put exotic in the jet like Ralo (Ralo)
TSA and I'm feelin' like Apollo
Bricks comin' in, goin' out by tomorrow, lil' nigga
Keep a Drac' in the city like I'm Aubrey
Ha, how much niggas 'round me caught a body?
Beat go crazy, who that? Bankroll got it
Bitch, I feel like Bobby 'cause I'm shootin' up this lobby
Fuckin' with me, we on your neck, we on your collar
See how this glizzy have a bitch nigga crawlin', hah
We was hangin' out the window, we was wildin'
Chop go crazy, made a million in the 'partments
Tell you how live, Glock by the rib
FN, XD with the SIG
Crodie shootin' out with the pigs
Livin' with the junkie in the trap, she need a fix
I show you how to turn an 18 to a 36
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome-hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada
My shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted
Don't blink wrong, it's a split your dome party
Look at my wrist, I ain't seein' no problems
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada
Shit, nigga, my shooter ain't showin' no love, he chrome hearted, nigga
If we pull up on the scene, you Don Dada

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