Waka Flocka And French Montana Hell On Earth 2k11 текст песни, слова песни Hell On Earth 2k11 Waka Flocka And French Montana & Prodigy
Waka Flocka And French Montana - Hell On Earth 2k11
feat. Prodigy
Swiss cheese on'em, I'll Japan flag ya head, red beams on'em
White sheets on'em, it's hell on earth
God gonna help ya nigga, help yourself first
Fuck forbes, only thing workin for us, cut the middle man out and deal straight with the source
I've been gone for a second, street miss a nigga
Broke with a swag or corny rich nigga
Need a fix nigga, got that white girl, A1
New whip, white bitch credit A1
This be that lockout, take one
[Chorus:]
I just met a new connect, ain't no stopping me, I'm the prodigy
And if you try to stop me, disrespect me,
My young boys, they gonna cause havoc
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
I met this girl in new york, say she from left right
Pussy nigga call and say he want his shit back,
My reply back, you know how it goes, Shawty kick it do' (door)
I been robbed befo' (before)
Then I bounce back cooking lyrical crack
All you niggas acting asscheeks running with sheep pack (fake crack)
Never been a talk of white sheep
Turn my back pulled down my B hat (Soowoop)
This can't be life, I used to be a backseat driver
Now I'm riding in the Maybach,
Couple of old friends trying to discredit me
I put on for this g shit honour me
[Chorus:]
I just met a new connect, ain't no stopping me, I'm the prodigy
And if you try to stop me, disrespect me,
My young boys, they gonna cause havoc
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
Heart of a lion, body of a boxer
Mind of a criminal who just got out the box zone
Quality 16, dope mean flow, bottle pop rap pills and moscato
So many songs I got thousands kid,
Yeah your hard drive gonna need a thousand gigs
Feet up, vip, lounging bitch, way I deal, not real, he's counterfeit
Get your infamous empire state boy
The real thing are we, no joke, I'm no toy
The most inglorious, notorious bastard
Don P, Flocka and Montana
[Chorus:]
I just met a new connect, ain't no stopping me, I'm the prodigy
And if you try to stop me, disrespect me,
My young boys, they gonna cause havoc
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep
We mob when we deep, we mob when we deep.
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