Lyrics Put Ya Lyfe on It - Nems, OT The Real

Put Ya Lyfe on It - Nems, OT The Real
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In the genre:Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:11.02.2020
Song language:English
Age restrictions: 18+

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Put Ya Lyfe on It
We don’t like talkin' to strangers
Doors off, I’ll rip you out that bum ass Wrangler
Coney Island, watch the mayor work
Open my Rollie box
The only time you’ll see my name on paperwork
I did a punk-ass one to four
Came home, pumpin' raw
Run in the crib like fuck a door
My right hook’ll probably slump your jaw
Condoms in my pocket, but I still fucked her raw
You know the vibes
They switch sides, but I’m not surprised (Never)
'Cause I never asked for help when it’s time to ride
I watched my friends die, became dead inside
So you can swallow these bullets or swallow your pride
In my ride, I got merch and a semi-automatic
And I stay by my product like a bag of Blue Magic
So keep your punk-ass in the house, rookie
Before I smack a pint of lean out your mouth, pussy
If you stayin' on somethin', you put your life on it
You don’t ever get to think twice on it
Freedom on the line, roll the dice on it
Everything in life got a price on it
If you stayin' on somethin', you put your life on it
You don’t ever get to think twice on it
Freedom on the line, roll the dice on it
Everything in life got a price on it
All of my dawgs post pics, no captions on 'em
There’s no cappin' on 'em, they all got ratchets on 'em
My man made a fake gram as a chick
She gamed somebody for a brick (Ha ha)
He did the catfish on 'em
There’s thieves dead upstairs, throw a mattress on 'em
The Fetty Wap gets 'em dropped, closed casket on 'em
There’s fake pages on the post writin' ratshit on 'em
I’ll flip the switch to get fully-automatics on 'em
Headshot, wig shot, dome work
I just gave my young boy a ruler, you was homework
Met him on a cell block, two out of five phones work
Now he got a pill press, homie makes his own percs
See, my dawgs five deep strapped in that minivan
When you sell a lot of meth, you got a lot of skinny friends
Caught up, who’s talkin' on the internet?
He caught a lot of Timberlands
Oh, you still serving, dude?
If you stayin' on somethin', you put your life on it
You don’t ever get to think twice on it
Freedom on the line, roll the dice on it
Everything in life got a price on it
If you stayin' on somethin', you put your life on it
You don’t ever get to think twice on it
Freedom on the line, roll the dice on it
Everything in life got a price on it

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