Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Colossus , by - Murs. Song from the album Captain California, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 09.03.2017
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Colossus |
| One time for the D-boys |
| Two times for the decoys |
| Three strikes never bring joy |
| Fourth time built to destroy |
| One time for the jail cell |
| Two times for crack sales |
| Three times for that West L |
| 4−5 rest in peace, nigga free Mel |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| I’m 6'4″ bench about five hundred |
| That’s how I make the block run exactly how I want it |
| I stay stuntin' niggas hatin' but it won’t stop |
| They hate to see a big nigga when he on top |
| Gucci flip-flops, bought 'em for some bops |
| Couple racks ain’t shit but for them that’s a lot |
| They sucking cock for a bottle of Ciroc |
| Let the homies run through him then it’s back to the block |
| Niggas making drops in my momma mailbox |
| 'Cause I’m serving everything from the pills to the rocks |
| On the porch in my crocs so I look like a square |
| The neighbors like to talk shi- do you think that I care? |
| I’m a fucking millionaire and I do it all cash |
| Tellin' Uncle Sam he can kiss my ass |
| They say «it won’t last» but I’m almost thirty |
| And I keep my Jays clean but my money stay dirty |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Bunch of orange boxes filled up with bank rolls |
| Money bring a lot of jealousy and stank hoes |
| But when you on you gotta treat it like cologne |
| It’s the smell of success that you just can’t clone |
| Make your fans tap your phone |
| Make a bitch nigga wanna put one in your dome |
| Even when I’m home gotta stay with the chrome |
| If a nigga try to creep I can peep him on my phone |
| Got cameras on the outside, hammers with me outside |
| Homies get nervous when they standin' with me outside |
| I understand I’m a fucking wanted man |
| Nigga pop me like I said that’s a cool hundred grand |
| Used to be hand and hand, had a five year plan |
| Selling dope, but it ain’t nothin' but a pyramid scam |
| It’s only so long you can sit up at the top |
| So when I finally get shot, won’t nobody be shocked |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |
| Hood nigga, hood nigga, I’m Colossus |
| (a hundred fifty grand in my Nike shoe boxes) |