Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poppin Tags, artist - LaudieDate of issue: 25.08.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Poppin Tags |
| They gave lil China 25 for them thangs, nigga |
| They walk up on you, give it to your friends, nigga |
| They walk up on you, give it to you, see your friends, nigga |
| Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro |
| We’ve been at the laundromat all day |
| We’ve been washin' money all day |
| I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot |
| We’ve been at the laundromat all day |
| We’ve been washin' money all day |
| Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood |
| It got blood on the money and I still count it |
| They got blood on the money and I still count it |
| I can’t help the way I’m raised up |
| That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can’t give it up |
| 28 grams, I serve it on the porch |
| I just seent 'em march, they ran off in my house |
| The homicide unit come into the house |
| My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out |
| I hang with all the killers and the robbers |
| I pour me up some drank, say «Fuck my problems» |
| My hood, they treat me like I’m El Chapo |
| I keep that dog food like I’m Rilo |
| I had the warrant in Clayco and beat the case |
| Man I’m fresh as hell, bitch, Easter day |
| All my ghetto tactics I’m above average |
| I’ve been so in tune, man I’ve been so ambitious |
| Grab another Fanta, let me fill it up |
| If they ain’t make the channel, you ain’t built like us |
| The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty |
| It’s Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die |
| I feel I’m walkin' through Hell |
| I swear to God I’ll never tell |
| They try to give a nigga the chair |
| I tell my mama, «Wish me well» |
| It got blood on the money and I still count it |
| They got blood on the money and I still count it |
| They got girls on the money and I still count it |
| They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it |
| I know the devil is real, I know the devil is real |
| I take a dose of them pills and I get real low in the field |
| I’ll fly to LA today, and I live so high in the Hills |
| I share the mansion with goonies, I shared the bitch with a goonie |
| I took the mack I’m a niggas ain’t slippin', we got 'em |
| I took the pack out to Paris, me and that money got married |
| Me and the molly got married |
| Devoted in everything, my niggas mean everything |
| We’re 5 deep inside a Chevy |
| Yeah we tryna get it |
| Ask me do I know how to whip it |
| Fuck the witness |
| It got blood on the money and I still count it |
| They got blood on the money and I still count it |
| I can’t help the way I’m raised up |
| That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can’t give it up |
| She put me off and it was ugly |
| I made a million dollars, say she love me |
| The way she did me, it destroyed me |
| I kept it real with lil' shorty |
| I’ve been goin' bar for bar, these niggas know what’s poppin' with me |
| I can go from car to car, these bitches quarter million at least |
| Two thousand for the shoes, I keep some shit on my feet |
| I’m prolly in the mood to fuck your bitch on the beach |
| I dropped out of school and I get money like Meech |
| Send 'em drank and send 'em the driver just to get somethin' to eat |
| You see how things change? |
| I came from cocaine |
| It got blood on the money and I still count it |
| They got blood on the money and I still count it |
| I can’t help the way I’m raised up |
| That Easter Pink, I tried to give it up, I can’t give it up |
| I hang with all the killers and the robbers |
| I pour me up a drink, say «Fuck my problems» |
| The federales fuckin' with my nigga Ty |
| It’s Black Amigo Gang 'til a nigga die |
| I heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood hot |
| Heard the police lookin' for me cause I got the hood |
| They got girls on the money and I still count it |
| They got boy on the money, watch my nigga count it |