| Yeah
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| Uh huh
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| I gotta feel it
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| Yeah, uh
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| I’m almost done with this rap thing
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| Sick and tired of the acting
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| These niggas lying, that’s a fact, King
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| They don’t love you 'less you dress like a drag queen
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| The fuck shit, I ain' into that
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| Too much frontin' on the internet
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| The streets want me to put a end to that
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| Too much dick ridin', where the killers at?
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| I’m surrounded by these hoe niggas
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| Like ain’t no heaven for a dope dealer
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| Life is a fork in the road, nigga
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| Better run before the morgue or the parole get you
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| Sweatpants and some Margiellas
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| Just blew a bag on the bartender
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| Bad habits, man, we all sinners
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| The Devil callin', but this gun wit' us
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| Do this for my niggas in the trap, yeah
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| Years in the cell feelin' trapped in
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| Drunk inside a Bently, almost crashed it
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| To cover up my pain, I put tats there
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| Strippers in my cover I put hoes on
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| Runnin' 'round packin' like I’m in a war zone
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| All these lame niggas livin' while my dogs gone
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| How many diamonds in the crucifix? |
| Lord knows
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| I am that nigga, these hoe niggas know it
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| I am that nigga, these hoe niggas know it
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| Pull up and pop out them benz’s I hop out
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| Y’all know when I’m out them bitches gon' thot out
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| Fuck who don’t feel me, y’all not gon' kill me
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| Y’all gon' ride out, who gon' come get me?
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| Inside the ghetto they call me a God
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| 360 waves, hoes thought I was Nas
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| One time for Brooklyn, two times for Brooklyn
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| Whippin' that pot, don’t it look like we cookin'
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| Came in a Wraith with your shorts on and Nikes
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| Walked in the strip club and left with a wife
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| I got that juice, I got that juice
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| Drug dealer sauce, shirt off in the coupe
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| Party and ball like I’m fresh off parole
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| Fuck a few girls off reality shows
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| I can’t help but treat these rappers like hoes
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| Pray for the day these cowards exposed
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| Tell me who want it, racin' that foreign
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| I’m late for court, got couple warrants
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| I’m late for greatness, they tried to deny me of my greatness
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| Can’t hide with lies in they faces
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| Show me love, but I rather they hate it
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| I am a legend and all, Glock’ll ring out like the shots was indoors
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| Chopper sound like helicopters took off
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| Put a stop to that talk
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| Nobody told me that the game hurts
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| Feel like the fame made the pain worse
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| I wanted them to know my name first
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| But now it feels like it ain’t work |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Helicopters, artist - Maino. Album song Party & Pain, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп