Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Livin', artist - Freddie Gibbs. Album song Baby Face Killa, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 24.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ESGN
Song language: English
Still Livin' |
| I’m still livin like a dope dealer |
| And these streets they got no mercy on a broke nigga |
| Gangsta Island so all my niggas gang bangers |
| Girls come get your cook up |
| I came up with the cane slangers |
| And I grew up next door to the dopeman |
| Chevy red CL coupe clean as a coke can |
| DEA been doing surveillance they in the dope van |
| Nowadays they pay Walter Payton that’s 34 bands |
| Yea, I’m still living like a jack boy |
| Got your family wrapped up in tape, I’m 'bout the sack boy |
| And I heard it ain’t where you from it’s where you at boy |
| Make sure every place that I’m at next to the strap boy |
| Killing em, shit from these verses put holes in hearses |
| And these truckers need some product to purchase some at their service |
| Used to sale my yellow and nextel play for the chirpers |
| Ain’t no doubt we don’t check out CTE they close the curtains |
| And I’m still, still livin like a dope dealer |
| Finger on the trigger I ain’t taking shit from no nigga |
| Still, I’m still living like a dope boy |
| Wrapping up the pack of drugs traffic what you know boy |
| And I’m still, still livin like a dope dealer |
| Finger on the trigger I ain’t taking shit from no nigga |
| Still, I’m still living like a dope boy |
| Wrapping up the pack of drugs traffic what you know boy |
| Still cashing at dope check |
| Guns a contraband know that |
| Street said that I marked for death |
| And might be the one to give smoking next |
| Might fuck around might beat it down |
| That ass round and that throat wet |
| You a pussy boy straight cold Tecs |
| Got a hundred rounds bitch hold that |
| Bitch hold that, bitch hold up |
| Bitch know what that 4 bust |
| Bought a 14 of that straight hard |
| And served every geeker that rolled up |
| That straight trap with no raps with me |
| OT but they pack with me |
| Moonwalking on dope bitch I know real niggas on Jackson street |
| 25th, 49th, cali kush over night |
| Come back to my store dawg to make sure you got your order right |
| And my shop might close up so make sure you put your orders in |
| Just another day another dollar ducking court again |
| Wrapping up the pack of drugs traffic watching out |
| Winter summer spring fall nigga shovel snow |
| And if I could I’d dig a tunnel straight to Mexico |
| Pass me my strap I think the police at my door because I’m |