A$AP Rocky - Angels
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Формат: mp3
Исполнители: A$AP Rocky
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[Hook:]
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane,
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang.
[Verse 1:]
I'm the dope mane, bitches sniffin' cocaine,
All my young niggas know that they could always
Call me, call me, call me always, always,
If you see me, trouble, bitch!
They call me young drug dealer, they call me young thug nigga,
24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years old worth a couple million.
Shouts out to my cuz niggas, finna let it fly for my blood niggas,
Middle finger up to you fuck niggas, if you a trill nigga, then fuck with us.
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
With a pistol on him, prolly wouldn't even pull it.
Heart made of pudding, mean muggin' with a hoodie like, ‘What's goodie?'
Tryna be the mothafucka that you couldn't, knowin' you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't.
All my young niggas, they gon' rep it to the fullest,
Tell a fuck nigga ‘be you, fuck tough, be cool.'
All the young niggas in my crew, they down to let it fly.
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me,
They let it fly.
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me.
Flex!
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Niggas got rips in they jeans, man, I started that,
Hood by Air, man, I started that,
Niggas claim they the God of black,
Well, your name is purple, I'm the God of that,
Gave you my back, nigga, pardon that.
Fuck that shit, I brought mobbin' back,
I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back,
Mothafuck black land, I brought Harlem back.
Rollin' in my Benzo, hoes on the curb, a couple of friends,
Rollin' down my window, yo what's the word, fuck it, get in!
Ride round with these bimbos, she give head to my kin folk,
Shout outs my connect, though, keep a watch out for them Winslows
‘Cause the boys gon' creep, D-boys gon' serve,
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve.
Imma get by while the world gon' turn,
Imma get mine like you gon' get yours.
Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve,
Niggas in the streets want heat, get burned.
Tell a fuck nigga ‘be you,' fuck tough, be cool.
Couple young niggas down with my crew who be done and let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me,
They let it fly.
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me.
Flex!
[Hook]
Ten gold chains, wood grain, propane,
Sell the whole thang from the cellphone rang.
[Verse 1:]
I'm the dope mane, bitches sniffin' cocaine,
All my young niggas know that they could always
Call me, call me, call me always, always,
If you see me, trouble, bitch!
They call me young drug dealer, they call me young thug nigga,
24 karats my slugs glitter, 24 years old worth a couple million.
Shouts out to my cuz niggas, finna let it fly for my blood niggas,
Middle finger up to you fuck niggas, if you a trill nigga, then fuck with us.
Nigga dash like a speed of a bullet
With a pistol on him, prolly wouldn't even pull it.
Heart made of pudding, mean muggin' with a hoodie like, ‘What's goodie?'
Tryna be the mothafucka that you couldn't, knowin' you
Down to let it fly when I shouldn't.
All my young niggas, they gon' rep it to the fullest,
Tell a fuck nigga ‘be you, fuck tough, be cool.'
All the young niggas in my crew, they down to let it fly.
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me,
They let it fly.
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me.
Flex!
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
Niggas got rips in they jeans, man, I started that,
Hood by Air, man, I started that,
Niggas claim they the God of black,
Well, your name is purple, I'm the God of that,
Gave you my back, nigga, pardon that.
Fuck that shit, I brought mobbin' back,
I brought robbin' back, I brought the Garden back,
Mothafuck black land, I brought Harlem back.
Rollin' in my Benzo, hoes on the curb, a couple of friends,
Rollin' down my window, yo what's the word, fuck it, get in!
Ride round with these bimbos, she give head to my kin folk,
Shout outs my connect, though, keep a watch out for them Winslows
‘Cause the boys gon' creep, D-boys gon' serve,
Hoes gone skeet and the V gone swerve.
Imma get by while the world gon' turn,
Imma get mine like you gon' get yours.
Niggas do the least do when the piece got nerve,
Niggas in the streets want heat, get burned.
Tell a fuck nigga ‘be you,' fuck tough, be cool.
Couple young niggas down with my crew who be done and let it fly
For a nigga like me, young nigga like me,
They let it fly.
For a nigga like me, jiggy young nigga like me.
Flex!
[Hook]
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