| I can’t tell 'em what I do 'till it’s done, we let it rainin' no sun
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| And we gon' pull up with the gang can’t get no 1 on 1's
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| The homies say I’m the one, I woke up and he run
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| And boy we known to let it bang we don’t care where you from
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| That forty beat like a drum, puttin' pain, ain’t no punk
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| My niggas know I never change if we get in the slumps
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| True to gang, know we do the most
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| And bitch I’m riding with my brothers we been trough the most, bullets ripping
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| trough his coat
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| I know they losing hope, most of my niggas fighting years but they won’t grab
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| the rope
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| I had to bring that choppa with me went to lake a hole, that’s how I made it
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| home
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| And you can keep your clothes on I only want the dome
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| Straped up no lacking for us
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| 'Member nights I’m in this trap stop no package, probably come and snatch up
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| yours
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| Pop out ain’t got no worries, know my niggas get to shoot one like we Stephen
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| Curry (like we Stephen Curry)
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| Hop out, doing damage
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| Shorty think she dancing on a dick but that’s the Hammer
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| Duck the federalies tryna stay up off the camera
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| I hope it don’t jam this pussy gotta get blare
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| I can’t tell 'em what I do 'till it’s done, we let it rainin' no sun
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| And we gon' pull up with the gang can’t get no 1 on 1's
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| The homies say I’m the one, I woke up and he run
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| And boy we known to let it bang we don’t care where you from
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| That forty beat like a drum, puttin' pain, ain’t no punk
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| My niggas know I never change if we get in the slumps
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| True to gang, know we do the most
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| And bitch I’m riding with my brothers we been trough the most, bullets ripping
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| trough his coat
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| Checking, get to flexin'
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| Whole gang eating and we coming in for seconds
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| And we gon' play the front, tell 'em pull up with the back in
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| Security bunkin', how the fuck we gon' get the strap in
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| Do 'em like he hit the stage, we gon' get the clappin'
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| Four, five, six and nigga we head cracking
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| And don’t care 'bout what he jackin'
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| Lil belly pistol packing, you dying if you lackin', yeah
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| Bitch I been a man
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| Running through them bands your favorite rapper a fan
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| Wanna fuck up on a beach bitch I’m too black for a tan
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| Just meet me at the telly with like thirty of ya friends
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| I got dirty in my cup, and gun up in my hand
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| Lotta niggas broke in person but they sturdy on the 'gram
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| Off a percy not a zan, I made her live her man
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| But she know I ain’t loving I’m a leave her where she stand
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| I can’t tell 'em what I do 'till it’s done, we let it rainin' no sun
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| And we gon' pull up with the gang can’t get no 1 on 1's
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| The homies say I’m the one, I woke up and he run
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| And boy we known to let it bang we don’t care where you from
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| That forty beat like a drum, puttin' pain, ain’t no punk
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| My niggas know I never change if we get in the slumps
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| True to gang, know we do the most
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| And bitch I’m riding with my brothers we been trough the most, bullets ripping
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| trough his coat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tension , by - sleepy hallow. Song from the album DON'T SLEEP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп