Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Arena (feat. Cityboy Dee), artist - Reks. Album song Eyes Watching God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.07.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
My Arena (feat. Cityboy Dee) |
Many wanna play margarita |
See so many country, many go sooner |
To the rebs don’t spend on the Benz |
Cause I’ll be here do these loyal lances, these |
Me and my team on business hands on me |
Gonna get this to the roof had o prove all in you, you |
Put that beat on you while I hit that |
I’mma do me, nigga, nigga do you |
Eyes watching by on day two |
014 254 look on floor for look a Bible |
Swear there anybody try to compare close no |
With the eye stumble a in the air like Bruce will |
In the bluff way flango, real cheap nigga |
Hold on the halo, demon not an angel |
You a hater better lay low cause the end of these days ain’t so slow |
You roll, you know, chilling, chill |
Look in the eyes like can’t really tell, homie really care |
For family heal, for anything not to make my lil |
Stand up, stand down on the stand |
Hey yo many man try to play he margarita |
I’ll be in the truck have a break with a nina |
Farwell on my back so I’m looking up for ' |
Nigga is all and it’s like funny |
Scream and tell me how the cash get up getting money getting laugh that |
Nigga smoking cash won’t pass that |
Same rock and jewelry, I heard that getting money is like |
Show me how the stash out |
Ball, all my nigga’s gone, ten guns on my show |
But it’s craning how in roll but all the town just know |
They hit me in my face, anybody showing love |
But fuck that I need gold |
Build it out from the stove |
My life on the road, hotel like my home |
Watch your mouth before my phone |
Niggas 'then I’m so cold |
In my veils ooh all these banz in my pocket see the banz see the money don’t |
fall |
See them come, see them go |
When they go nigga ooh, no friends all for my niggas gonna blow |
Crop on it but move slow bust hit it but look so blush |
With this big four, four |
Shut it 'til it ain’t no more |
Bullets fly man down getting low |
Let’s talk about your damn complex see it so get it shutting |
Such a fine concept, feel you all and getting on and on |
For your holly and get it now, waw |
To fit a crowd and hell I got wild |
Plus for your’concern |
You heard Jesus and getting by the way |
And then they turning Jesus some more? |
What you got next is done |
Lift the income to pist and bust on |
Not to say I’m super bust church |
But you work double hit shit with this smart |
Lost me long ago I don’t even listen |
I could be wrong, you rob me as a Christian |
There for, I’m maybe on your face but when you speak a bit |
Is such a as taste some of your mistakes like this sweet interruption |
But something that took a little damn shit |
A new fly topic electric but you are two ever |
Call a spade, a spade you a reason to bust a behavior |
You’re ball is no eminence and gt jay |
And you and get on |
Now you nigga know you and I no, nigga don’t |
Not back nigga aah, ball for it, bath never heard die for |
I’m back nigga like you hitting back on |
To the banz gonna spend on the ranges |
This loyal lances, this loyal lances |
It’s all business |
Come get this 'it's going down so severely right now |
Take notes |