Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 666 , by - YG. Song from the album DO IT 4 BOMPTON, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: FP
Song language: English
666 |
| Stars in the roof, sittin' in the Wraith |
| Got it all off these bars, man, this shit kinda crazy |
| I been out wildin' with these young niggas lately |
| Fuckin' all the pretty bitches, man, this shit kinda crazy |
| I’m blessed up with Christ, Lifestyle too much for life |
| I been on some player shit, hoops my nigga don’t make |
| You is not the reason I’m pullin' up in the latest |
| Westside nigga, ho, I don’t need no favors |
| Ayy, damn this beat got bass |
| Everything that’s bad for me right here in my face |
| I been on the fo' block, I been on the A |
| Gun upon my waist like I’m tryna catch a case |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space |
| Stank look on my face, that’s too much drugs and drank |
| Been a hundred 'bout my past, I’ma help me get away, damn |
| What you think I do? |
| I buy more drugs and drank |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space (uh-huh) |
| Don’t tell I’ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay (uh-uh) |
| Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think (fuck you bitch) |
| But don’t come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank |
| I ain’t in the mood bitch, don’t come inside my gate |
| That’s trepassin' you bastard, I can shoot you in your face |
| If I run past you, my bad, my whole life feel like it’s a maze |
| Been drink my life away, they can’t stop me, I go crazy |
| Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they tell me it ain’t safe |
| But I’m drunk drivin' that G-Wagon, get your square ass out my face |
| The homie just got a wraith, Po-Po brought him my name |
| They know we from the gang, this shit out my range |
| This shit out my fuckin' range bitch |
| I ain’t plannin' on a change bitch |
| I’m goin' through a field of pain bitch |
| 4hunnid gang got that bang bitch |
| I’m hundred bodies demons, yeah, I see 'em walk (walk) |
| So you know I got the devil in my thoughts (thoughts) |
| I be seen the devil in my living room hall (hall) |
| I just hope I ain’t got the devil in my little whore, this shit for real |
| Ayy, damn this beat got bass |
| Everything that’s bad for me right here in my face |
| I been on the fo' block, I been on the A |
| Gun up on my waist like I’m tryna catch a case |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space |
| Stank look on my face, that’s too much drugs and drank |
| Been a hundred 'bout my past, I’ma help me get away, damn |
| What you think I do? |
| I buy more drugs and drank |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space |
| Don’t tell I’ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay |
| Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think |
| But don’t come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank |
| (Then I’ll pull up) Then I’ll pull up with a hundred in each pocket bitch |
| Fresh up out the slammer, these lil niggas on some cocky shit |
| Play me like a jit and you get hit up, you ain’t stoppin' shit |
| Tell me when to pull up, make the tre light in the lobby bitch |
| Move bitch, get shot up in your face |
| Niggas 'round me hate, tryna figure what I made |
| Can’t make it to my house if I don’t buzz you at the gate |
| Secure 'bout my gang, bitch I gotta play it safe |
| Plenty racks off in the safe, shit |
| Check it, you get make, bitch |
| Five, that’s my Blood batch, strictly FOL shit |
| Quick, a shooter 12 shit, without the dope, young nigga rich |
| Challenged at your own risk, I up and bust your dome bitch |
| Ayy, damn this beat got bass |
| Everything that’s bad for me right here in my face |
| I been on the fo' block, I been on the A |
| Gun upon my waist like I’m tryna catch a case |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space |
| Stank look on my face, that’s too much drugs and drank |
| Been a hundred 'bout my past, I’ma help me get away, damn |
| What you think I do? |
| I buy more drugs and drank |
| Move bitch, a nigga need a little space |
| Don’t tell I’ma be okay 'cause this shit not okay |
| Give a fuck 'bout what you think bitch, fuck what you think |
| But don’t come judgin' me because I had too much drugs and drank |
| Lord, help me Lord. |
| These kids Lord, they playing with all these guns and drugs, |
| they remind me when I was young. |
| See, in the 80s, we didn’t play that shit. |
| But we was crack babies. |
| No Lord, I’m not no hypocrite, I’m just an old |
| motherfucker, tryna save some shit. |
| Lord, I ask my son «Why it is just thugs |
| here, hanging away?"He looked at me and said «Pops, I’m staying dangerous. |
| «Help me Lord, I tried to tell him there are many ways to stay dangerous. |
| Power is dangerous, knowledge is dangerous, having them dollars is dangerous. |
| He just looked at me Lord and said «Pops, I’m talking dangerous» |