Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Super Villain, artist - Sha Hef. Album song Super Villain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 19.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Market
Song language: English
Super Villain |
| Super Villain shit |
| Criminal Inspiration |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All this money, all these drugs, guns, turned into a super villain |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up, then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All these bitches, all these dead bodies, turned into a super villain |
| All these niggas and these bitches snitching turn a good nigga cold |
| Momma crying and my grandma praying, why the Devil want my soul |
| Main bitch up and left me, now that bitch is sliding down the pole |
| Niggas owe me money, rent is due, so now I’m sliding with the pole |
| I’m a giant, always been defiant, you know I could never fold |
| Caught some cases, put me in them braces, but no I ain’t never told |
| Used to break 'em down and let 'em fly, but nowadays I only sell 'em whole |
| Free my nigga Maverick, turned me to a savage when they put him in the hole |
| Fuck about a feature, fuck about a show, a fuck about a deal |
| Fuck about a bitch, I’m riding 'round, ribs touching, looking for a meal |
| Got fronted the birds, I bring it back, I spent it on my bro appeal |
| Almost hit the curb, pourin' up a drink, while I’m reaching for my pills |
| Almost hit the curb when I seen a op, had me reaching for my steel |
| Pull up on his block while they cooking out, then I fire in his grill |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All this money, all these drugs, guns, turned into a super villain |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up, then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All these bitches, all these dead bodies, turned into a super villain |
| I’m a super villain, I’m a super gangster, I’m a super thug |
| I got Ki’s in the building, just like the super, got a super plug |
| I gotta stupid shooters with me, since the stupee, moving stupid drugs |
| Got the steel right with me, bill rights with me all these ruthless Bloods |
| Got some Sean Bell in me, Trayvon in me, Mike Brown in me |
| Got some Malcolm X in me, swigging on the Henny, gripping on a semi |
| Revolutionary rebel from the ghetto, keep my foot up on the pedal |
| I could never settle, try me, I let off the metal |
| Fuck it, send me to the Devil, cause I’m raising Hell |
| My niggas they catching these cases, the judges they raising bail |
| So I’m making sales, but while I’m out pinching for pennies the police is |
| loading cells |
| So I’m loading shells, putting names on 'em |
| Heard he snitch, put his brains on 'em |
| Hit his thot for some top, setup on his block |
| Then I put some 'caine on it |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All this money, all these drugs, guns, turned into a super villain |
| Counting dirty money, wash it up, then we gon' stack it to the ceiling |
| All my niggas out the mud, all we know is trafficking and dealing |
| Pray that God forgive me for my actions then it’s right back to the sinning |
| All these bitches, all these dead bodies, turned into a super villain |