Kishore Kumar Hits

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Sanatçı: EB

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I've been doing this for too long
Gimme stacks, lil shawty, for dis new song
Pen game like a black ass Liu Yong
Play with the vision you get shoot up
Please
I've been doing this for too long
You been running in 'em circles and it feels wrong
You want recognition, go find God
Me my homies going higher, we ruling
Look inside the eyes of a prodigy
Real nigga, 26-9, never the opposite
I'm recognizing it for what it is
They saying Prince Prada playin', like please, gee whiz
New rappers say they original, but they Chief Keef kids
I see these pigs, but you will never see me fear
I keep a pair of glicks with me, and I be prepared
I never fear what I don't understand
And the law don't get me, thinking I did shit I didn't
I state my case like public defenders
Twelve in this clip, leave him chill like December
Remember, I stay with them sticks like airbenders
Boy I keep metal in the kit like flutes
These niggas talk a lot but they ain't saying shit like mutes
True shit, been knew I the one that would
Change the game like highway lanes, we ain't the same
Deep pockets from the trap, niggas well scaling
Put the evidence in songs, niggas self telling
Plug got me with them hollows, he Shell selling
Compelling mindset, my dwelling built around rebelling
Do you comprehend the magic a young nigga telling you?
No idea is original, but this shit is still new
Down to earth like rain, opposite of a snob
Storytelling from the brown skin demigod
Get close to the sun like Icarus
You get burnt to a jit like mini crisps
Baby girl I wanna hit in your skinny hips
Make you hit high notes like Sonny Criss
Too forward? I'm just riffing
Don't love hos! They twisted
New chord, huh? The beat hitting
Need my mind all clear for the winning
Huh, we not cut from the same cloth
Hate it when a nigga
Try to go ahead and box a nigga in
Just stop talking, yo' mouth a Schwinn
The way it runs pockets
Stick up kids still stalking
And end up popped
Messing with wrong market
Get your arm ripped off from your socket
Like a plug selling fifty for a eighth o' chronic
What, what?
That's a rip off, tryna blow my vibe
I'm Nigerian, I know your type
You shuck and jiving, hive minded
Pipe hitter who's lying
Monkey see monkey do when you in the dirt
That's why I divert like an introvert
Nah, I can't be seen with y'all
Small minded in your cell walls
Eviscerate this lang
Which they will see me, pull up with EB, force niggas to let me speak
I am that boy you see, up on the silver screen, you understanding me?
You understanding me, you understanding me
I gotta fam to feed, lemme plant my seed
Spit this heat for bigger things
Get the bag up, dip up
From hoes tryna trick us
I've been doing this for too long
Gimme stacks, lil shawty, for dis new song
Pen game like a black ass Liu Yong
Play with the vision you get shoot up
Please
I've been doing this for too long
You been running in 'em circles and it feels wrong
You want recognition, go find God
Me my homies going higher, we ruling
I've been doing this for too long
Gimme stacks, lil shawty, for dis new song
Pen game like a black ass Liu Yong
Play with the vision you get shoot up
Please
I've been doing this for too long
You been running in 'em circles and it feels wrong
You want recognition, go find God
Me my homies going higher, we ruling
Hip Hop African American!

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