NLE Choppa: AUNTIE LIVING ROOM
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NLE Choppa: AUNTIE LIVING ROOM
Mmm, yah, yah, yah
Ayy, look we in auntie living room with this shit (we love you, Perc)
For real (turn up)
Back to the basics, yah, mhm
Like training wheels, mhm, yah, yah
Back to the basics, yah, mhm, come on
Like training wheels, mhm, yah, yah
Back to the basics, yah, mhm
Ayy, ayy, brrt
A whole lot of switches and Dracs (on God)
Pull on this street, you ain't makin' it out
Nigga, you know how we play? (Know how we play?)
Makin' that bed, he gon' lay in that bed
No resurrecting from the dead, uh (nah)
Fresh as hell if the feds lookin'
Fresh as hell if the feds watchin'
Twenty on his head, good profit
What that is? That's another body, uh
Pray to the Lord that we get that lil' boy
I repented, and penned (come on), and he penned some more (ah-hah)
Sent a lot of costs, and took a lot of losses
But that shit made me a boss, so yeah
Heard what he said? We leavin' him on read (brrt)
Mechanical choppa, a whole lot of lead (brrt, brrt)
Ride for my dawg like a ped, oh yeah
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
They dyin' in these streets, they got no place to sleep
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Ayy, ayy (let's do it, brrt)
Rock out with this stick, know I'm keepin' my metal (keepin' my metal)
7.62, out of the devil (out of the devil)
Gun in this car got a hunnid or better (hunnid or better)
Choosing the Glock and neglectin' baretta's (neglectin' baretta's)
How you gon' step to a stepper, we robbin' the robbers and killin' the killers, etcetera? (Bang)
Put my shooter on the pedestal (come on)
Hollow tip, eat them like an edible, edible (come on, come on), uh
Same gun that I kill bro with (brrt)
Step on niggas like dog shit (brrt)
I'on't need me a condom, got a raw bitch (raw bitch)
Fuck the police, we ain't saw shit (we ain't saw shit)
I was just laid back chillin', they made me a villain
I put you niggas in position (mhm)
Said, "I couldn't come back to the hood"
In my auntie's living room chillin', makin' millions
Rolls truck, half a ticket, parked outside in the trenches, nigga, no fiction
Post it up, shirt off with a glizzy
This the life that we dreamed as children
He said, what? (Ah), dead crickets (yeah)
Pasted in lead, nigga, we can't kick it (nah)
Blood on my hands, finger lickin' KFC chicken
We whippin' birds in the kitchen
Children are cryin' (they cry for real), people are dyin' (nigga die for real)
Children are cryin' (their mama too), people are dyin' (die for real)
They dyin' in these streets (they dyin' in these streets)
They got no place to sleep (they got no place to sleep)
Children are cryin' (they cry for real), people are dyin' (I said they die for real)
No button on hip, this a built-in switch (brrt, brrt)
At a nigga door like ding dong ditch (come here)
Twin Glocks on me, Lilo and Stitch (for real)
He ain't my homie, I'd Melly that bitch (hah)
That's like how life goes, you live and you die (die)
Smile or cry, win, lose, or tie (tie)
I'm the same guy, all white
Hit it right on the nose, nigga, play a fly
Ayy, look man, just free Teevo too
We back on y'all nigga ass, man
Just gave him a honey bun like a fat kid
You know what it is
Ha, ha, ha, yeah
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
They dyin' in these streets, they got no place to sleep
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Ayy, look we in auntie living room with this shit (we love you, Perc)
For real (turn up)
Back to the basics, yah, mhm
Like training wheels, mhm, yah, yah
Back to the basics, yah, mhm, come on
Like training wheels, mhm, yah, yah
Back to the basics, yah, mhm
Ayy, ayy, brrt
A whole lot of switches and Dracs (on God)
Pull on this street, you ain't makin' it out
Nigga, you know how we play? (Know how we play?)
Makin' that bed, he gon' lay in that bed
No resurrecting from the dead, uh (nah)
Fresh as hell if the feds lookin'
Fresh as hell if the feds watchin'
Twenty on his head, good profit
What that is? That's another body, uh
Pray to the Lord that we get that lil' boy
I repented, and penned (come on), and he penned some more (ah-hah)
Sent a lot of costs, and took a lot of losses
But that shit made me a boss, so yeah
Heard what he said? We leavin' him on read (brrt)
Mechanical choppa, a whole lot of lead (brrt, brrt)
Ride for my dawg like a ped, oh yeah
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
They dyin' in these streets, they got no place to sleep
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Ayy, ayy (let's do it, brrt)
Rock out with this stick, know I'm keepin' my metal (keepin' my metal)
7.62, out of the devil (out of the devil)
Gun in this car got a hunnid or better (hunnid or better)
Choosing the Glock and neglectin' baretta's (neglectin' baretta's)
How you gon' step to a stepper, we robbin' the robbers and killin' the killers, etcetera? (Bang)
Put my shooter on the pedestal (come on)
Hollow tip, eat them like an edible, edible (come on, come on), uh
Same gun that I kill bro with (brrt)
Step on niggas like dog shit (brrt)
I'on't need me a condom, got a raw bitch (raw bitch)
Fuck the police, we ain't saw shit (we ain't saw shit)
I was just laid back chillin', they made me a villain
I put you niggas in position (mhm)
Said, "I couldn't come back to the hood"
In my auntie's living room chillin', makin' millions
Rolls truck, half a ticket, parked outside in the trenches, nigga, no fiction
Post it up, shirt off with a glizzy
This the life that we dreamed as children
He said, what? (Ah), dead crickets (yeah)
Pasted in lead, nigga, we can't kick it (nah)
Blood on my hands, finger lickin' KFC chicken
We whippin' birds in the kitchen
Children are cryin' (they cry for real), people are dyin' (nigga die for real)
Children are cryin' (their mama too), people are dyin' (die for real)
They dyin' in these streets (they dyin' in these streets)
They got no place to sleep (they got no place to sleep)
Children are cryin' (they cry for real), people are dyin' (I said they die for real)
No button on hip, this a built-in switch (brrt, brrt)
At a nigga door like ding dong ditch (come here)
Twin Glocks on me, Lilo and Stitch (for real)
He ain't my homie, I'd Melly that bitch (hah)
That's like how life goes, you live and you die (die)
Smile or cry, win, lose, or tie (tie)
I'm the same guy, all white
Hit it right on the nose, nigga, play a fly
Ayy, look man, just free Teevo too
We back on y'all nigga ass, man
Just gave him a honey bun like a fat kid
You know what it is
Ha, ha, ha, yeah
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
They dyin' in these streets, they got no place to sleep
Children are cryin', people are dyin'
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Julia Rocka
„Znowu dzwonił do mnie w nocy i wysyłał wiadomości, których mam już dosyć. (Oooo) Nie chcę dłużej tego znosić, nigdy nie zrozumiem o co jej w sumie tak naprawdę chodzi. (Oooo) To nie trwało za dłu”
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Sylwia Grzeszczak
„Siadam, bo już się zaczął film Zobaczmy go do końca dziś Nasze historie z kilku lat O czym to jest? No, powiedz sam Ten dla dorosłych świat nas zwiódł Co chwilę chciał coś mieć na już Jakąś prze”
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