Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Alright, artist - Sada Baby. Album song Skuba Sada, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: TF Entertainment
Song language: English
Alright |
| It’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| Count another thousand, it’s alright |
| Count another thousand, it’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| Count another band, it’s alright |
| Count another band, it’s alright |
| Cooking up the dope, it’s alright |
| Fuck another hoe, it’s alright |
| Cook some dope, it’s alright |
| Flip a 'bow, it’s alright |
| Hey |
| It’s alright |
| Count another band, it’s alright |
| 2 more bands, it’s alright |
| 2 more bands, it’s alright |
| DT we gone be good, ain’t we |
| Top side gone get us out the hood, ain’t it |
| Fat Mack keep him a pint, don’t he |
| Tay blood a take a nigga life, won’t he |
| Pin den a fuck a nigga wife, won’t he |
| Red got some white on him |
| Feel like fighting no more |
| Red beam right em |
| 81 like Kobe |
| Strapped up, dike on em |
| Run through the lights on em |
| 7 mile and Van Dyke |
| With onions, felling like the coney |
| Cook a nigga, rice-a-roni |
| Busting with these diamonds on me |
| Nigga waisting time |
| Don’t cross that line, I’ll shoot that lining off you |
| Halo tips sliding off you |
| Skuba Steve |
| Diving off a mountain in narcotics |
| Work compression, get robotics |
| All my niggas alcoholics |
| So we still a get the tripping whipping bands on us, can’t call it |
| 50 racks in my closet |
| Selling slabs |
| No deposits |
| Through your rent, and we run it |
| I don’t think my shit stink |
| Yeah, dat way nigga |
| Hit yo bitch from behind, she got a back ache nigga |
| Lactaid nigga |
| When I get that pack in, dumb ass |
| Put a 3 on it |
| If I don’t they gone OD on it |
| Dying from work |
| We got fiends dying from raw |
| Dying from a call |
| If we hear you lie to the law |
| Family and all |
| It’s alright, we racking ARs |
| She stuff the in her BK draws |
| Ughhhh |
| They mad cause the shit we rap real, ain’t they |
| Oh it’s that normal ass hater, ain’t it |
| Ain’t it |
| Aye |
| It’s a problem, ain’t it |
| My niggas mobbing, ain’t we |
| Yo niggas squating, ain’t they |
| You think you got it, don’t you |
| You know we got it, don’t you |
| Drop a body, choppa sliding out the town and country |
| Hell yeah |
| Elvis, best white |
| You seen the smell, yeah |
| Tell them |
| We got big guns a held them |
| Kill dem |
| Fuck a bitch, throw her off the building |
| Hell yeah |
| I just cook some dope up with my band man |
| It’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| Them niggas that you see with me, they hit the lights |
| Hey, it’s alright |
| Bitch, it’s alright |
| Count another band, it’s alright |
| Count another band, it’s alright |
| Hey, it’s alright |
| Cooking up the dope, it’s alright |
| Fuck another hoe, it’s alright |
| Cook some dope, it’s alright |
| It’s alright |
| It’s alright, it’s alright |
| Flip a 'bow, it’s alright |
| Count some bands, it’s alright |