| That’s fuego, Felix
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| Cage got that cold
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| I feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming back
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| I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
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| 18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
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| If you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
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| 18, I was learning how to cook crack
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| Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)
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| Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
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| Tell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)
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| Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
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| Feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)
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| She wanna fly away so I’ma book that
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| If I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook that
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| Yeah, let’s fuck tonight 'cause that’s a chance you’ll never get again
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| Just left the jeweler, VVS, my set is wet again
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| I thought that nigga was my dawg but he gave evidence
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| I spent some thousands on that pussy cah she heaven sent
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| Yeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while I cook crack
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| Me and LB hit a lick and then we never looked back
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| Had a shank and some bujj in my book bag
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| Tryna explain to my mother that the hood’s mad
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| I feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming back
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| I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
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| 18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
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| If you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
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| 18, I was learning how to cook crack
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| Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)
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| Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
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| Tell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)
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| Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
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| Feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)
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| She wanna fly away so I’ma book that
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| If I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook that
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| I done some crazy shit, I wish I never did that
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| If you was eatin' in my trenches then I woulda got you kidnapped
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| Shots up in his body, leaving holes up in his six pack
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| I see niggas goin' crazy just to get their kids and bitch back
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| I was the youngest trap boss so these niggas don’t play with me
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| Youngest zinger in my city, buss down, done it blatantly
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| I was goin' cunch, tellin' mummy that I’m at KB’s
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| It was me and Adz, goin' country, selling two of each, yeah
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| I feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming back
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| I cut that coke up into crack, yeah
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| 18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeah
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| If you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah
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| 18, I was learning how to cook crack
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| Hit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)
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| Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look at
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| Tell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)
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| Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksack
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| Feds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)
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| She wanna fly away so I’ma book that
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| If I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook that |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Change, artist - D-Block Europe. Album song Street Trauma, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп