Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wind Blow, artist - Deniro Farrar. Date of issue: 17.06.2015
Song language: English
Wind Blow |
| Get my papers ready for the drought |
| Trying to make a route |
| Riding with a stap make a niggers want to take me out |
| Yea where i’m from niggers dont really make it out |
| I am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow |
| And I’m just another lion in the jungle |
| Gun fights and rumble |
| I bust my own color s |
| And i know from when niggers dont make it out |
| Yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow |
| Mother fuck my PO finger to the CO |
| You asking me for dick for hitting niggers with the rico |
| Noodles mixed with cheetos can i get some burritos |
| Commissary stay straight shout out to my boy rico |
| Thugging with some niggers they really were my niggers |
| They wrote things on me the plots got thicker |
| I redo my motion confused feeling hopeless |
| These accusations bogus they lying and they know it |
| These niggers stress the truth like pilates or aerobics |
| Just to save there own ass because they don’t want to take the fall |
| Like a motherfucking man so they snitched on their dog |
| Bitches around you when you ballin they always leave when you fall |
| I don’t need no new friends bitches i fucked them all |
| Recorded on my Iphone and showed to my fucking dogs |
| Jail ain’t no place to be niggers snitching like its cool |
| It’s here men for themselves these niggers out here breaking rules |
| I wish i was free cause we slaves only street |
| Been harassed by these cops for having gold on our teeth |
| Niggers want to take my life that’s why i’m riding with the heat |
| That’s why i have the blood of Jesus |
| I know he watching over me |
| Should i fear no man but God even though he ain’t a man |
| I ain’t backing down from sheit you niggers bleed like i care |
| Young niggers choppers bought my city like iran |
| But we hustle just to eat fuck you if you disagree |
| Hustling in the drought trying to make a route |
| Grind strap banking niggers want to take me out oh yeah |
| Cause where i’m from they hope niggers don’t make it out |
| Yeah wishing i was free like when wind blows |
| And i’m just another lion in the jungle |
| Gun fights and rumbles i lost my own color |
| And you know from when niggers dont make it out |
| I am wishing i was free like when wind blows |
| Fist fights and drama ghetto baby mama’s |
| Knocked up with no purpose sex without no condoms |
| Mass full of robbers they kids needs christmas |
| I’m getting scared of these murders i maybe another victim |
| These niggers in the system the judge trying to leach them |
| So free my brother too cause Lord knows i miss him |
| The police kill mi nigger they though he had a pistol |
| My niece starting to get noticed starting to look like my sister |
| My heart getting colder i’m starting to lose all my feelings |
| Fuck the mother of my kids but i take care of my children |
| I focus on my craft and now my better half |
| Two bitches want me my nigger do the math |
| My granny in the hood i’m trying to move her out |
| So she can see the world and i bought my momma that house |
| And saved to make advance to buy my brother out |
| So he can be free like when the wind blows |
| My paper ready for the drought trying |
| Trying to make a route |
| Riding with a stap make a nigger want to take me out |
| Yea where i’m from niggers dont really make it out |
| I am wishing i was free like when the breeze blow |
| And i’m just another lion in the jungle |
| Gun fights and rumbles |
| I bust my own color |
| And i know from when niggers dont make it out |
| Yea i wishing i was free like when wind blow |