| Last seen ridin' clean with some dealer plates
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| Fuckin' up this rap money on lean, guns and real estate
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| Just got a Rolex watch, I had to take a link up out it
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| Take a drink, I’m drowsy
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| How much paper you think I’m countin'?
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| I just split a pound four ways to make a single thousand
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| My little round’ll shoot you in the face…
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| Got a Rolex watch, I had to take a link up out it
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| Take a drink, I’m drowsy
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| How much paper you think I’m countin'?
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| I just split a pound four ways to make a single thousand
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| My little round’ll shoot you in the face and he ain’t gon' think about it, whoa
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| I’m tryin' to stop the violence
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| I’m buyin' a Glock with a silence
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| You cheap and your vehicle’s leased, you tryin' to watch the mileage
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| I’m countin' this fettucine, thinkin' «why was I in college?»
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| A lot of niggas dissed me that I’ll probably not acknowledge
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| We got homicidal hobbies
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| Got no problem catchin' bodies
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| I keep riders all around me
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| They just wanna see me prosper
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| All my shows like choir rehearsal, I’m here to preach the gospel
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| All my hoes be lyin', they worsesome
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| All I know is grind, keep workin'
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| If you ain’t get no check, then I ain’t checkin' for ya
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| Want this around my neck, I got that FN for ya
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| If you ain’t gettin' no money, she won’t answer for ya
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| Won’t pay these hoes no mind, too busy payin' my mortgage
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| And these lawyers
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| Payin'
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| Used to stand on corners, hand to hand with quarters
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| Now we get it transported
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| Stash box in my whip, that bitch a transformer
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| And I’m important, so my people import it
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| Yeah, my last show, I fucked around, got ten for it
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| And according to my calender, got ten more
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| Play with me, you don’t know what you in for
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| Still a pull up in the 'hood like what you hidden for
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| Pull out, catch my plug, he waitin' at the liquor store
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| Cried a thug tear yesterday, yeah, cause they picked up Roy
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| Damn, I got 20 mouths to feed, plenty people countin' on me
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| I’m grouchy once I down the lean
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| I smoked a quarter pound this week
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| I’m movin' weight, still out of shape
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| My newest place is out of state
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| All these hoes, they out of pocket
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| All these suckers gotta pay
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| Been down that road before, so I know goin' broke is not OK
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| I done pulled up out at eight, noddin' but I’m wide awake
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| I’ll put her on a plane, and I’ll put her out for playin'
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| Hell nah, I’m not gon' change, even though I got some change
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| If you ain’t get no check, then I ain’t checkin' for ya
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| Want this around my neck, I got that for ya
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| If you ain’t gettin' no money, she won’t answer for ya
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| Won’t pay these hoes no mind, too busy payin' my mortgage
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| And these lawyers
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| Payin'
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| Used to stand on corners, hand to hand with quarters
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| Now we get it transported |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Checkin For Ya , by - Starlito. Song from the album Introversion, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп