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Crooked I – Died In Your Arms

Crooked I
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исполнитель Crooked I

длительность 04:16

размер 9.77 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено MC.Searcher

Died In Your Arms
Yea, I'm on my way to Miami man I'm feeling real Miamish up in the booth right now Ya feel me They get mad cuz I have fun Ohhhh, I just died in your arms tonight Hip-Hop Weekly Week eighteen and a half, fuck it How you gonna get mad at me cuz I have fun with what I do You got your own life nigga Live your own life Get ready on the right, ready on the left Spaghetti colored junk put a Chevy on the set Niggas know I get my fatty on the deck Frozen Evian Ice heavy on the neck Dade County ya holding weight Put on my fresh linen Its close to 8 Pull up at the Hit Factory And blow up the gate Let me in it's your boy from the Golden State I hit the mic with my million dollar mouth piece Than I'm out, peace; I'm bouncing to South Beach Fuck a dress code I'm demanding my respect White tee C.O.B. bandanna on my neck I hit the floor two chicks saying let's dance Fat ass and Juicy Couture sweat pants Poppin' pills in Paris We call em X-Clan Never be a groom, but I'm the best man I just died in your arms tonight I see you haters suck a dead mans dick It must've been something you said I just died in your arms tonight I don't focus on you too long Thanks for the motivation though Its C.O.B. we do what we wanna do yea Hip-Hop Weekly Week 18 Club Rolex I miss you Club Coco I miss you I just died in your arms tonight You too Solid Gold I'll be back though Damn it feel good to see Crooked up on it You only live once Get lost in the moment I don't know why opponents say they want it Tone it down a bit The beef I Corleone it Take a chromosome from Capone and ya clone it Cross it with Buggs Johnson And I'm what ya gonna get When I'm on ya head who ya gonna get crumbs spit don't split Nigga no shit You ain't never in the hood you a mystery Like a pregnant pit bull you a bitch to me Circle Of Bosses yea, that's the click to be Every week we be dropping hot shit for free Yet still you pussy niggas wanna talk bad Till you take off on em just like a launch pad Send em home to the home the one that we all had Really, I'm the one your kids should call dad My fucking haters I'm more focused on niggas who love the movement C.O.B. Circle Of Bosses Ya know what I mean Everyone supporting this motherfucking movement I love y'all to death And we gonna keep dropping this shit on em They say if you love something you do the shit for free I love this shit nigga Hip-Hop Weekly Fuck it week 18 and a half Just ta let you all know I love y'all for the support Feel me? Yea it's the C-R-double OK Hoes gonna make me pull another OJ Bitch nagging me on another no way Hand me a condom bitch fuck the foreplay Okay I might change my ways pardon a nigga I'm gangsta raised Stacks my chips cuz they been paid When I'd rather hit the club and make it rain for days like OH! I just died in your arms tonight Now that's for you motherfucking haters C.O.B. nigga We got a massive movement spreading all over the world like a disease Ya know what I mean yea I'm fucking with this shit I had the motherfucking hardtop Benz Cruising down Sunset banging this shit back to back to back Not the Instrumental though the real song I was like fuck that shit I gotta hop on that shit Ya know what I mean Hip-Hop Weekly we ain't stopping Boss the Album New West Anthem Miami I'm coming Collins Ave doors up Y'all know what it do Crooked I Not
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