收聽Stalley的Always into Something (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Always into Something (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Explicit)

Stalley, Ty Dolla $ign2014年10月27日

Always into Something (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Explicit) 歌詞

Always into Something (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) (Explicit) - Stalley/Ty Dolla $ign

100 miles and runnin'

 

Always into something

 

Yelling f**k the police

 

Like I'm straight up out of Compton

 

Real niggas don't die

 

Appetite for destruction

 

Just a ni**a with an attitude

 

Always into something

Impala on eights d**e boys on crates

Swiss movement on watch 45 on the waist

Got a million dollar hustle a rich ni**a face

White coc*ine rack it up on the plate

Alpina Beamer with the cavalier plates

My niggas dribble down in VA on the run from the DEA

That's when niggas wore button ups and white ups like

H O V A and everybody had Ye before 808s & Heartbreak

The streets was a shark tank put money in the gold link

And loyalty was everything

Your lady held you down with or without a wedding ring

Selling d**e wasn't settling

If you could smoke it they was selling it

Hard grind peddling

A street ni**a pedigree tryna leave a kingpin legacy

Pockets fat like Ledisi thank you to the heavenly

Father for them dollars

I got it straighter than the letter T

 

100 miles and runnin'

 

Always into something

 

Yelling f**k the police

 

Like I'm straight up out of Compton

 

Real niggas don't die

 

Appetite for destruction

 

Just a ni**a with an attitude

 

Always into something

 

D**e man d**e man that's what they yelling

Pockets full of stones and an automatic weapon

Teenage outlaws rebels without cause

Lost in this jungle where everybody is flawed

Middle finger to the law best friends lay in morgues

And they wonder why our attitude's raw

A real ni**a never take a fall that's on god

Or never take on the false façade

Before that happens niggas blocks getting taked off

Appetite for destruction

That's how we all function and we get it how we live

Even if it's gun busting

Number crunching with 8 balls for fiends luncheon

Anything to keep from ribs touching

Rims bumping I blame it on Cube

He says it gets funky a subject and a predicate

F the police that's a gangster ni**a's etiquette

And this nine filled with cop killers that's sitting on my hip

 

100 miles and runnin'

 

Always into something

 

Yelling f**k the police

 

Like I'm straight up out of Compton

 

Real niggas don't die

 

Appetite for destruction

 

Just a ni**a with an attitude

 

 

Always into something