Sho Nuff - Juelz Santana: текст песни id 9151497
My neck was only built for cuban links
Dime and chains the finer things you know?
My wrist was only made for ap’s, rollies
What you know about Robin Dabowe?
… bitch I’m paid, bow when you see me, kiss my J’s
Let a nigga try and lift my chain
It’s bye lil birdie I clipped those wings
You chase chickens I flip those thangs
I fucked your baby mama and I didn’t even kick no game
Pockets on cheese cake on deck
Strawberry… got shortcake
Sold so many pounds feel like I lost weight
Raw work fiends can’t keep their jaws straight
You can run you can hide, you’re not at all safe
Hope you got insurance cause I be in all states
Cash rules everything around me
Cream get the money
Dollar, dollar bill ya’ll
40 move everything around me
Leaves gettin bloody,
A lot of niggas getting killed ya’ll
My click like the knicks in my city
Shoot a nigga down J.R. Smith in my city
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