Tekst piosenki
[ verse 1 ]
I do this for the culture
Young car-leto
Hold ya head up to the sky
No signal
I told yal I would do this
Tho a lotta people doubted
She told me that she love but I’m bad no coma
So check ya Sobriety
A nigga on the loose
I need it in My hands I promise I would never loose
But umm
A young nigga unpredictable
I’m killin niggas on tracks I got it
Nigga quit the bull
Murder was the case
I killed it
Nigga hit the news
I’m up grinding
Bet yal littles niggas hit the snooze
I do it all
An I ain’t really got shit to lose
Unless it bout dollars and the IRS quick to move
It’s a cold world
No fear is my heart
Even wit the snakes lurkin
I would kill em in the dark
So Bow down
And what is the demeanor
They say he tryed to kill his self
And only found Anita
Sad love songs
Think he caught up in the rapture
And said he can’t live without the game ass backwards
The game can’t live with out me
You see
I do this for the fans
I ain’t even hit the weed
These niggas trynna sell they soul
Alway quick blood
But when push come shove
I bet you sleepin where pee
I’m spitin streight fire burning holes
In dungary
And I give it streight raw she ain’t got the time to breathe
This The culture
Yeah the culture
You kno im living doing like like im supost to
To be real im killing nigga like vultures
And right now we planning to skirt off jusst keep it real dog
Just keep it real dog
We the realest you ever seen in a while dog
Me nino am and my nigga jay
I can’t forget about knowledge
We killin shit
But wait
But wait
But wait
Right now we killin shit oh but nigga wait
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