Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Unleaded , by - Philthy Rich. Song from the album One Mob, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 29.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Unleaded |
| We gassin' niggas no unleaded |
| Straight gas nigga no credit |
| Fucking with the Mob and you gon' get it |
| 30 rounds in my clip Glock 27 |
| Pull up on yo ass with this automatic |
| Couple shooters in the car that’ll let you have it |
| Broad daylight yeah my niggas gunnin' |
| Usain Bolt how you niggas runnin' |
| Dear God, I wonder can you save me? |
| Niggas sneak dissing but I don’t let it phase me |
| Cocaine crazy this trap game paid me |
| Born in the 80's the dope dealers raised me |
| Dope era niggas talking till I whip out the cater |
| You a captain-save-her I’ma money chaser |
| Gucci blazer AR with the laser |
| Jesus piece with the jew-els more mail off crack sales |
| I played the cards I was dealt, I can’t fold nigga |
| With my nigga Philthy fish scale I’m a cold killa |
| Put them shootas on your head you a hoe nigga |
| Disrespecting the Mob you gotta go nigga |
| Free my niggas in the pen, all we do is win |
| Chea, hope I never have to kill again |
| Ridin' dirty with the kicks on the turnpike |
| Still plugged with the lean and the China white |
| We gassin' niggas no unleaded |
| Straight gas nigga no credit |
| Fucking with the Mob and you gon' get it |
| 30 rounds in my clip Glock 27 |
| Pull up on yo ass with this automatic |
| Couple shooters in the car that’ll let you have it |
| Broad daylight yeah my niggas gunnin' |
| Usain Bolt how you niggas runnin' |
| It’s Philthy nigga, aha |
| Look, I’m in the Acura accurate aim |
| In the kitchen remixing compressing them thangs |
| Yeah I used to be broke so I rarely complained |
| Same clothes for 3 days ignoring the stains |
| 6 deep so Ion’t gotta rap |
| Quick to blow 100 thousand Ion’t gotta stack |
| At the lot last week tryna cop the Rari |
| A arcade in the house I used to play Atari |
| Still in the hood cause I never left |
| Told em' ice the bezel out till there’s nothing left |
| 50 thousand on shoes I only wore once |
| Niggas do the white tile and they don’t war with us |
| How your team strong but your boss a bitch? |
| He’s tryna buy your respect it’s gon' cost a bit |
| Fake niggas with a lot of money |
| I’ll have some real niggas come take it from ya |
| We gassin' niggas no unleaded |
| Straight gas nigga no credit |
| Fucking with the Mob and you gon' get it |
| 30 rounds in my clip Glock 27 |
| Pull up on yo ass with this automatic |
| Couple shooters in the car that’ll let you have it |
| Broad daylight yeah my niggas gunnin' |
| Usain Bolt how you niggas runnin' |
| Still on some mainey shit I wiggle with an alias |
| Hell Gang my religion I’m putting all my faith in it |
| Stretching out a Backwood pouring up an eighth in it |
| 40 pop fresh up out the box Mob maintenance |
| My trenches is ridiculous couldn’t spend a day in it |
| It ain’t no point in having a yicki if you don’t stay with it |
| The pigs tryna label us crazy what they be making up |
| Mama texting my phone telling me I should straighten up |
| I could never work at McDonald’s cause they don’t pay enough |
| I shouldn’t be the one that you follow cause I don’t pray enough |
| Forgive me for my sins I’m a man promise to make it up |
| The substance that I snuff out this hunnid really wake you up |
| Cater drum stuffed with a hunnid go get your Yankees up |
| Play with us open your stomach and have it stapled up |
| The cater drum stuffed with a hunnid go get your Yankees up |
| Play with us open your stomach and have it stapled up |
| We gassin' niggas no unleaded |
| Straight gas nigga no credit |
| Fucking with the Mob and you gon' get it |
| 30 rounds in my clip Glock 27 |
| Pull up on yo ass with this automatic |
| Couple shooters in the car that’ll let you have it |
| Broad daylight yeah my niggas gunnin' |
| Usain Bolt how you niggas runnin' |