A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg - Lord songtekst
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[Verse:] I ain't never had shit Now I'm 'bout to piss Wouldn't throw it at her Sherm got me high get your ass in the shower Took one pull, shit told her it wasn't sour Hit a double drum chant getting louder (chant getting louder) Mulan bitch wanna fuck for an hour Start sucking dick bitch enough of the powder Come fuck with this bougie nigga Come fuck with this bougie nigga High fashion Ksubi nigga You bbbruck with them booty niggas Cause you fuck with them booty niggas Now Fergie all up in your groupie nigga Reincarnation of Master Ferradi Elijah Muhammad reside in my heart Dissing up blow the size of my lord Knowledge was born reside young lord Trippin' yourself is no valish young lord Study your scriptures and follow your God Life in the trap I know times will get hard I'll pick up your life just Abide by the lord Or ride by the lord [Bridge:] Abide by the lord Abide by the lord Abide by the lord [Verse 2: Flesh N Bone] You bout to get it from a general, I don't know if they can hear me though Don’t you niggas ever bother trying to see me I'm a criminal Oh lord once he's in the sight of the scope I'mma let em' have it [?] damn he wants to make me set it off Ima bury you muthafuckas without a coffin Never taking no shorts I'm never taking no losses When your dealing with my crew, A$Ap Bone yeah we bosses Anybody with a bone to pick I'm gonna level my charge I'm damn sure to make it stick You must be looking to suffer well ima make it quick Gotta train, roll the ish that’ll make ya sick I'm here to wipe em out quicker than a pandemic Bone came original now they get me can you dig it Hell yeah they can dig it while I'm sitting on my throne Steady laughing at you niggas trying to get it, get it, get it [Verse 3: Bizzy Bone] Man I'm running till the end of this And I don't give a fuck if I was 86'd A muthafucka play me like I'm cannibis I'm ready for the battle like a Pagan is I'm never gonna take it in and nobody can break it in As-salamu alaykum with the bacon And a little bit of coke I put the [?] in the certified dough Having anything to do with it we selling it We [?] smoke and take a toke and ima rake it in Pillsbury the dough, [?] like I'm seeking through the soul, Like I'm peeping through the soul But I'm reaping like the reaper [?] straight to the dro Creapin' on em, peeping on em leave em in the zone They don't even really know Looking on em, [?] For the love of the money you gotta [?] reaping what I sow [?] For the ending of the row gotta go will I go When I get it ima know [?] My caliber lock and load alabaster box when I c*** and I crow Gotta Glock and a bone thug where you wanna flow To the clock and the time zone Spirit gon flow all yall niggas dead to the light force cyclops? Right now when they hydro while I'm at the wheel no cyro (Layzie Bone) Got em stuck in the grave I'm on the grind full time never rest to get paid A little hustlin' muthafucka put the brush to the face Cut the braids, hit the stage now they looking amazed I went from cookin the yay to hundred thousand dollar shows Gotta book in a day and ima split it with my bros Gotta get it how we go come melee with the pros Now I'm never gon fold watch the bank account grow If it ain't about dough then it ain't about jack And ima take it like I want it I ain't giving it back I get this I [?] to stack and then I get on attack I'm like the tasmanian devil nigga bigger than shaq Call the reaper get the shovel I'm a certified rebel in a league of my own And that’s a whole nother level, nothing is free I never settle keep the pedal to the metal When them haters in my rearview hello hello [Verse: 5 Krayzie Bone] Burn, baby let it burn, Now it’s my turn, Knock a nigga into sense like a hundred thousand viles of sherm, Then I kill em with 2 thousand words in 2 minutes, You never heard another nigga spit it like my niggas, You heard em try to get with it but couldn’t The quicker than the realest, Man they think they can get with this, And I’m a out-rap them, but I’m never gonna be the fuckin' victim, Cause I’d rather be the suspect, Haven’t I given enough yet, Can’t they understand they ain’t dealing with a punk bitch, One quick boom and it’s murda, And I’m a serve a nigga exactly what he deserving, A$Ap, but wait a minute, I’m probably one sickest nigga that ever did it, I’m in it cause I’m a win it, I’m a muthufuckin' lyrical tyrant, Pivotal giant of this shit, And I do way more, just twist the words, You better listen and observe, how I rip the verb, Niggas get the nerve to run up on me, but my s***s superb, I’ll probably hit a nigga once before he hit the curb, So get at me, I’m kinda trigger happy, When it come to shootin' my gift, I’m like a 44 magnum, Stag one Backin' em up, body bag full of niggas, Wack raps, that’s wack, so I’m stackin' em up, Kray Jack in the cut, still got a little bit of murda for em, Murderous poet, I create a bloody murda poem, So when they run up on me nigga be ready to show em Redrum redrum redum rum rum