Don Trip, CEO Lil Kenny - Price Tag текст песни

Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off
Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
All up in the cub with the ice all on him
Hit him with the heat
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
Trip hit me up, said its a price tag on him
Told him he my nigga so I’d do a half out for him
You spend you like 20 than you got insurance on him
I live on the North hoe, better know I got that burner
Chop a bullet like piranha teeth
Squeeze the chopper til it’s under E Fuck the nigga, said he fronted me Fifty niggas that’s 100 feet
And we was playing Chess in the cell niggas still wanna get in front of me That freaky ass bitch that he laying with every night lick the ball from
underneath
I wrote a check and they garnish me Got college girls, ya they honor me Last year they making fun of me Now I’m having a lot of monies
Pour it down in the cemetery
Trip go ahead hit the headlights
Chopper swinging red dot, almost had to stab the Deer in the headlights
Pockets flat but i leave 'em flatter
I want his head put it on the platter
I want his picture here on every channel
If he actor do him on the camera
We got yourman, if the Price is Right
Like a Freak bitch, he get hit tonight
Tim Duncan stick sweeping people
We got bodies like the Jeepers Creepers
Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off
Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
All up in the cub with the ice all on him
Hit him with the heat
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so with the shit
Don’t make me prove it Gave my young nigga about two hundred, he went and bought an Uzi
Tried to talk some sense into 'em
«Brah, these streets ain’t worth your life»
He like, «Trip how you gonna talk you got two pistols and a Knife and i hear
everything you write. You’d gun a nigga down and you won’t think twice.»
I couldn’t do nothing but nod my head to what he was saying cause he was right
I got that hammer like I’m Fix-It Felix
Hope to never need it but if push comes to shove than you’re gonna get to meet
Jesus
And I’m gonna get to go home to my babies
We probably watch Frozen, we might even read it And you catch a bullet like open receivers and I plant the ball til they give
me the needle
And I’d be lying if I said I was sorry
Go take a trip to the Justice Department and tell 'em it’s time to feed these
children
They out here starving, they out here robbin'
Out here killing each other for robbin’s
They out here shooting, y’all out here marching
Obviously there’s a problem, how’d you think picket signs are gonna solve it We live in the jungle, everyday is hunting season
Even a lion becomes prey to hunger hyenas
Let that sink in Godspeed
Riding in that Lo-lo with the headlights off
Hop up out that bitch and knock your head right off
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting
All up in the cub with the ice all on him
Hit him with the heat
There’s a price tag on ya My young niggas out here hurting