Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Store , by - Sha Hef. Song from the album Krime Pays, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Black Market
Song language: English
The Store |
| Take that work and post up in front the store |
| Take a brick and break that bitch down in O’s |
| We got bracks, we got smack, we got snow |
| Hurry up and buy, get it and go |
| Grab my tool, I heard a knock at the door |
| If you get it from me keep that shit low |
| Got no juice to sell, I got some to pour |
| Forty on me I’mma let that bitch blow |
| Take that work and post up in front the store |
| Take a brick and break that bitch down in O’s |
| We got bracks, we got smack, we got snow |
| Hurry up and buy, get it and go |
| Grab my tool, I heard a knock at the door |
| If you get it from me keep that shit low |
| Got no juice to sell, I got some to pour |
| Forty on me I’mma let that bitch blow |
| Deuce five and my forty below |
| They was sleeping, now I’m all in my glo |
| Global gang, know we surround the globe |
| Cozy boyz, busting juggs in a Rove |
| Hustle talk to finesse on the stove |
| So much snow whole kitchen got froze |
| Whole chicken, whip it right out the Roll' |
| Half these rapper niggas play with they nose |
| This a pimp sport these bitches done chose |
| Put you on with a pack I suppose |
| Fuck a Rover bitch I need me a Rolls |
| Fuck a 6 shot, I need me a pole |
| Pussy nigga say he tough but he told |
| 39, you wanna bang? |
| You’re too old |
| Feds come, on my momma won’t fold |
| I was trapping posted in front the store |
| Take that work and post up in front the store |
| Take a brick and break that bitch down in O’s |
| We got bracks, we got smack, we got snow |
| Hurry up and buy, get it and go |
| Grab my tool, I heard a knock at the door |
| If you get it from me keep that shit low |
| Got no juice to sell, I got some to pour |
| Forty on me I’mma let that bitch blow |
| Any hammer that I own I done shot |
| Old heads tweaking like we making shit hot |
| Told that nigga take that shit up the block |
| We ain’t talking homie, 'less you gon' cop |
| Too much talking make me think you the cops |
| Last week niggas raided the spot |
| Down pat, I turn a knick to a knot |
| Pull up to the dealer, pull out the lot |
| Pricing Porsche’s heard you leased a Passat |
| Wanna know how much I spent sippin' drop |
| All you niggas need to know is a lot |
| Wavy baby, fucked ya bitch on a yacht |
| Not the pussy, but she gave me the top |
| Wife tripping like the bitch ain’t a thot |
| I’m still trapping 'til I get me the drop |
| Get the girl and drop it right in the pot |
| Plug was tight, homie thought I was curving |
| Told that nigga not at all, I was serving |
| Pulled up leanin', I was in that Suburban |
| Treat a sucker nigga bitch like a servant |
| If I think that he a snitch I’mma purge him |
| Keep the burner just to kill all the vermin |
| Stupid niggas acting dumb, I’mma learn 'em |
| Bitches blowing up my phone, I’mma swerve 'em |
| Take that work and post up in front the store |
| Take a brick and break that bitch down in O’s |
| We got bracks, we got smack, we got snow |
| Hurry up and buy, get it and go |
| Grab my tool, I heard a knock at the door |
| If you get it from me keep that shit low |
| Got no juice to sell, I got some to pour |
| Forty on me I’mma let that bitch blow |