ฟังเพลงSay Cheese (Explicit)

Say Cheese (Explicit) - 30 Deep Grimeyy

Lyrics by：Arthur James Pressley III

Composed by：Arthur James Pressley III/William Whittaker

I'll will made the beat bounce

Beat bounce

Beat bounce

Beat bounce

The only thing I talk is money

Dropped a bag on my teeth

They drop a bag in my city

You'll be dead in a week

Got Kaylin tatted on my skin

You know it's long live streets

Tell the goofies I ain't hidin'

I'm just duckin' police

A good girl gone bad

We turn that ***** to a freak

When I was broke and I was bummy

They just left me on seen

But now these *****es on my bumper

'Cause that n***a say cheese

No time to play

I'm on my job just watch me

Roll up my sleeves

I was just stressed about the

Rent but now I'm all in Miami

Steady running in and out

I knew my mama couldn't stand me

I won't stop until

I'm rich and get like three or four Grammys

Shoutout E she took that case

And stuffed that **** in her panties

30 deep *****

That's the gang and we a well-known clique

30 block the drive-thru

Pull up beep for a zip

24 7 in the 'Ville if you want you a dip

We only rock that blue orange

'Cause we some six Deuce Crips

Smokey tatted on my skin

I seen you dead on that porch

I put the city on my back and passed Murda the torch

Keon died while I was with him

Swear that **** left me scarred

At first they used to talk about me

Now they say my **** hard

And I can't wait to ice my wrist out

Spend some bucks on my smile

Won't say no names but n***as lame

I swear they bitin' my style

They tried to say we bagged

O'Tay like they was ever around

They tried to say we bagged

L Dre **** I'm just wonderin' how

The only thing I talk is money

Dropped a bag on my teeth

They drop a bag in my city

You'll be dead in a week

Got Kaylin tatted on my skin

You know it's long live streets

Tell the goofies I ain't hidin'

I'm just duckin' police

A good girl gone bad

We turn that ***** to a freak

When I was broke and I was bummy

They just left me on seen

But now these *****es on my bumper

'Cause that n***a say cheese

No time to play I'm on my job

Just watch me roll up my sleeves

They drop a bag on the 3rd

You'll be dead by the 10th

**** I'm just workin'

Nine to five just to keep up with rent

Better be clutchin' if it's crackin'

Know the goofies gon' spin

And you can't shoot from down the block

You better off droppin' text

And rest in peace to

Mike Brown it's still **** the police

Them *****es racist in my city

Know they hate the old me

They kicked my door when I was

Ten and ****in' ripped up my sheets

Real ain't on me it's just in me

Feel my soul when I preach

Good girl gone bad

You know we turnt up a savage

Above her eye and her lil'

P***y is where she got my **** tatted

I remember we was kids we used to hotbox the Stratus

I don't reply to sneak disses

I just haha the status

My daddy said them n***as

Tellin' so he threw in the towel

I got steppas from

CE that'll kill for a pound

I used to rap on laptops

Tryna find me a sound

If I wasn't workin' I was slidin'

Tryna find me a clown

The only thing I talk is money

Dropped a bag on my teeth

They drop a bag in my city

You'll be dead in a week

Got Kaylin tatted on my skin

You know it's long live streets

Tell the goofies I ain't hidin'

I'm just duckin' police

A good girl gone bad we turn that

***** to a freak

When I was broke and I was bummy

They just left me on seen

But now these *****es on my bumper

'Cause that n***a say cheese

No time to play I'm on my job just

Watch me roll up my sleeves