ฟังเพลงNOLA (Explicit)

作曲 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kyle Michael Stephon Morton

作词 : August Alsina/Ralph Jeanty/Sean McMillion/Kyle Michael Stephon Morton

Yeah

Oh, oh

NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA

Ayy

Yeah

Oh, oh

NOLA, NOLA, ayy

Got niggas askin' for the old me but they ain't know me

You wouldn't own this

Four walls couldn't hold me

Lame nigga can't control me

Everything that I ever did, I did it boldly

If I didn't think it was for me

They'll never make you a thug

And then it's fxck you like a old nigga

Anyway you want it, don't give a damn, we could go nigga

Killin' everything in my way

No play, play, I'ma go get 'em

Lost some niggas at the one

Then I leave it up and they won't miss you

Y'all don't really want that nigga

Haul off, I just slap niggas

Don't need a reason, I'm mad, niggas

Ayy, ayy, I'm wild nigga

If I don't know you, I don't smile with you

If you ain't walk a mile in my shoes

I ain't seen you shootin' in the gym, nigga

Singin' never made me soft, nigga

Never confuse me for them niggas

I ain't never ran from nobody

'Cause I ain't never ran into a nigga who could feel me

Ten toes down, no backin' down until you feelin' me

You don't wanna pull a hit, he got somethin' that can clear this straight

I'm from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA

Where niggas murda, murda, murda, murda

I know you heard, you heard, you heard, you heard of

Them niggas from the boot they shoot, they shoot you

Want me to go back to the felonies and the cases (Yeah)

Strip club gettin' fake love from the hoe with the ass, be basic (Yeah)

Studio gettin' fxcked up, on the Ciroc, no chasin' (Yeah)

Poppin' me about two-four, six-eight Percs to the face then (Oh)

Poppin' Xans just to turn it down

Walking 'round lookin' dumbfound

Lookin' for something to take down

Really don't matter, I'm numb now

Nothin' in the stomach from runnin' down

Dumping rounds at a nigga

Locked up with a life sentence

You don't mind, I don't visit

You rockin' T-shirt saying "Free Aug'"

The judge still ain't gon' listen

You niggas still wishin' for the old me to go down, you Ghetto

It's gon' be Hell on Earth, when you see that a nigga don't care about shit

And I go off the deep end

With AK and just air out shit

Is that what you want?

Is that what you want? (Yeah)

So you can turn up (Turn up)

When I put out a new song (New song)

So when I fxck up

Documentary on lifetime

Sayin' that I was a mad man, caught up in the lifestyle

If you knew the old me like my friend

You would tell me what they say

Keep changin', we don't want him

Keep that guy in your past

(I said we don't want that)

Progress is a process

We don't want you to relapse

The young niggas want the old thing back

Young nigga from the NOLA, NOLA, NOLA, NOLA

Honestly I don't want that

Oh he murda, murda, murda, murda