Black Cobain — Public Enemy (Feat. Shy Glizzy) [Prod. By Beat Billionaire]
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Public Enemy (Feat. Shy Glizzy) [Prod. By Beat Billionaire] Black Cobain04:01
Текст песни: Public Enemy (Feat. Shy Glizzy) [Prod. By Beat Billionaire]
Public Enemy Lyrics[Hook: Black Cobain] Yeah, uh All my niggas know is hustle Look at they face Shy Glizzy got the burner Look at his waist, huh And we just a couple real niggas Let us know if it's a problem We gone deal with ya [Hook: Shy Glizzy] All my niggas know is trap Look where we from Black Cobain got the work I got the gun Huh, and we just a couple real niggas Let us know if it's a problem we gonna deal with you [Bridge] Uh, and I can't hold back all these VA niggas Awhl, I can't hold back on these southside niggas Bitch, and I can't hold back all these VA niggas So let us know if this a problem we gonna deal with ya [Verse 1: Black Cobain] Hustling in my veins until I see the grave And I don't want your pussy Bitch I'm getting paid I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it Cognac, and I'm sipping If I talk it, I live it Red loan in my licks I'm like 2-3 in that clutch Reefer lick in that dutch Dinner roll and I'm saggin Flow cashews, but the hoes go nuts I'm like when you see me sitting on them niggas over there I'm like yeah get me to the crib and make it disappear Lots of spill, Mass appeal If I don't do shit, I keeps it real If I don't do her, She gonna roll My tip trill, I bet she will Bitch Versace shit, my fresh be on another level Haters I don't see you, you ain't on my schedule Board administration, tuck your summer in And yeah, a nigga stuntin This my brothers Benz Cognac Black, Virginia nigga bitch Tell them hoes we back Now, ho you fucking with [Hooks] [Bridge] [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] This city is mine I get paid by crime Here to take the shine Ima steal her like Heinz Stacy Dash a cougar, My bitch is Atlanta Shoot ya block up on a wet day Call it blow drown It's Glizzy the mobster Young nigga might rob ya MIGG, money makers on our rosters Baby that's my partner We like Buster and Arthur We eating, no pasta My squad got bricks, no Waka Cobain that's my nigga I might not get no bigger Two red bones, they sisters I eat 'em up like twizlers Like Micheal Jacksons Thriller I can't hold back all these niggas We step up in the club And they act like they see Godzilla 40 with the 30 Bitch, my shit say work Whippin up birdies Hit the block And let 'em chirp Same clothes as yesterday Bitch, I do my dirt This Glizzy Gang logo Like a red and blue shirt [Hooks]
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