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Big Scoob – D-Boy (feat. Krizz Kaliko)

Big Scoob
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исполнитель Big Scoob

длительность 00:30

размер 4.92 MB

битрейт 195 kbps

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D-Boy (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
00:30
This one here man Wrote this one for my niggas still trapped in the struggle You know what I mean? My niggas that hustle and get it, You know the fam don’t understand you sometimes, man But this how the fam eat, you know what I mean? It’s what the hood taught us, man It’s all we know This is all I know, always be a d boy Hustle in the streets, don’t understand me, I’m a d boy It be me in the streets, where you don’t understand me, I’m a d boy By any means tryna get that paper Try to stop me, but I’m a d boy Don’t know nothing else but that d In the street I’m a d boy Hustlers but I’m good in the hood Understand I’m a man, plus my hustle is good Mama tryed to raise me right, I chose street life Earn stripes late night, with the rifle talking right Chacing paper, pulling capers, I was tought to get it If making moves make the money, then I’m fucking with it Full of liquor dripping wet, I be pouring more With every move you can smell it dripping out my pours A natural born killer, then that Yay hit I gradguated from a thunder with my pay flipped Took position in the kitchen, I’m the one whippin The red Bloods show me love, I’m the one pitchen Palms itchin while I’m grippin, I get no sleep I’m never slippin, I blow heat These packs and cash of plenty don’t bring joy Now I’m on top, I’m the talk, I’ll always be a d boy This is all I know, always be a d boy Hustle in the streets, don’t understand me, I’m a d boy It be me in the streets, where you don’t understand me, I’m a d boy By any means tryna get that paper Try to stop me, but I’m a d boy Don’t know nothing else but that d In the street I’m a d boy In the hood with me Gotta get out, it ain’t good for me But it keep clothes on my back, meals on the table Imma keep grinding if I’m able Dope statis in the hood, now they call me a kingpin Receave it if you need it, the homie can get it then Plenty guns, plenty funds, we move like an army clique Talk shit, you get hit, we ain’t ones to fuck with The plug delivered, packs fly through the mail Got a bitch at UPS, she bring the package herself Greesed palms, young don, such a vision of wealth It don’t move till I say move, my mission is held Worked hard to be in charge, damb if I lose it Break my bread and shake the feds, probably put it in music That’s my dream and my team, we go so hard for the cream Since the 90s, like it’s never been seen Block monster to a mobster, story written in blood Too raw for the TV, but believe me it’s good In every hood and every city, niggas just like me A yolo soldier This is all I know, always be a d boy Hustle in the streets, don’t understand me, I’m a d boy It be me in the streets, where you don’t understand me, I’m a d boy By any means tryna get that paper Try to stop me, but I’m a d boy Don’t know nothing else but that d In the street I’m a d boy
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