Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Odds , by - Rocko. Song from the album Wordplay, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A-1
Song language: English
Odds |
| What’s the odds? |
| What’s the odds? |
| What’s the odds? |
| What’s the odds? |
| What’s the odds? |
| What’s the odds? |
| Rounding round in the streets, |
| hustling you know what I do, you know me |
| once it picking roll, five for week |
| once you’re tryin to make the odds. |
| shit they was against me |
| had my promise in the penitentiary, |
| what’s the odds so you’re making me |
| you gotta chamble what’s the odds so you’re taking me, |
| they could tick high speak, I say fuck you I’m unique |
| I said fuck you bitch I can bitch, |
| swear I go hard dog, I’ma a art ball. |
| Say odds stack the kiss me they think I’ma fail, |
| I’ll be like oh yeah, snow balling hill, |
| sponsored links |
| the odds of that happening impossible, |
| lose it I check and do it, it’s the. |
| What’s the odds, if you try me, |
| What’s the odds, me not come for you |
| What’s the odds, .now and it whatever I try to do |
| What’s the odds, of a young nigga I comfort nasty |
| What’s the odds, took a couple chessy, |
| What’s the odds, I made it softly, |
| What’s the odds, yeah |
| These niggas see they up but all the guys in here start |
| A1 .PG .we just start, |
| we some .I got sin yard |
| the street respected real not to fake, I got superior, |
| 1357 and the 9, 11 shooters ride, |
| on Friday 13 Jason right beside me, |
| but a carpet 15, 17 in my name, 19 in. |
| I recall I used to play 21 dream in being 23 |
| last thing you know I was 25 I sold it for 27 |
| riding out I wish I had 9, what you know about 31s, |
| what’s the odds me being free at the age of 33 |
| 34, 35 February where you can see, |
| nigga broke in throw the. |
| you know I had the key to evil |
| you’re tried me, me not get get back, |
| watch your fucking mind, what’s the odds to that. |
| What’s the odds, if you try me, |
| What’s the odds, me not come for you |
| What’s the odds, .now and it whatever I try to do |
| What’s the odds, of a young nigga I comfort nasty |
| What’s the odds, took a couple chessy, |
| What’s the odds, I made it softly, |
| What’s the odds, yeah |
| You know sometime you got to go against the odds, |
| you know sometimes you gotta go park you know fuck it, |
| go against go all odds, |
| you know hey, yeah |
| I’m just an odd ball, tryin to make an odd evil |
| you know what I mean, |
| got hit it hard, |
| yeah never call it my bluff nigga, |
| I’m going all in, yeah |
| yall niggas too scared they ain’t try a lot |
| we fuck, eyes ball |
| don’t you try to make the eye evil |
| uh, shit |
| Aren’t you tryin to make the odds evil? |