Текст HoodRich Pablo Juan – No Safety
Текст:
Cook that shit up, Quay
Ride with a Glock, no safety (Ooh)
Ready to shoot like I’m BlocBoy JB (Boom, boom)
Mashin’ the gas, I think that shit gravy (Skrrt, skrrt)
Find a bad bitch and she havin’ my baby (She bad, cook that shit up, Quay)
My niggas ride for sure, ain’t no maybe (They ride, ah)
I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless they finna pay me (I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless they gon’ pay me)
Walk out the door and get straight to the racks (Straight to the racks, Hood)
That nigga water boy, go get the sack (Water boy, nigga)
Pull up with the gang in foreigns back to back (MONY POWR RSPT, ha, skrrt)
Hoodrich fuckin’ on a hoodrat, nigga (Hoodrich, nigga)
Know I should pull a 18-wheeler back, back (Boop, boop)
Know how to rap, but the shit that you talk cap (Cap ass nigga)
Pour up in the lean, I might take a Hellcat nap (Uh)
Don’t know if you snitchin’, might set up a rat trap (Let’s go, let’s go, snitch ass nigga)
Niggas can’t win so they bitin’ like Tyson (Niggas can’t win, bitin’)
Hit with the chopper, get him struck like lightning (Boom, boom)
I’m a dog, I can smell that you frightened (Grrr)
VVs on me, all my diamonds is bitin’ (VVs)
Baguettes in my cuban, I got it by rocky (Baguettes in my cuban)
MPR, nigga, we don’t want you to like us (MPR, nigga)
Swag two thumbs up, turn you to haiku (Swag two thumbs up)
Nigga fuck a hoodrat, that’s a one-nighter (Hood)
Lean in my soda, I spiked it (Spiked it)
Shoot with a chopper, I make ’em get hyped (Ha, boom)
She bad and she thick, I might make her my wife (I might)
Ain’t got no trigger finger, niggas be typin’ (Twitter ass nigga)
So many Diors, they came with a bike (Diors)
Black Porsche, yeehaw, nightridin’ (Yeehaw)
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(I don’t rap beef)
Get to and stay with a check like I’m sponsored by Nike
These niggas too pussy like they dykin’ (Dykin’)
Count up them blue hundreds, that excite me (Count up them blues)
Fendi and Gucci, I mix it like smoothies (Fendi and Gucci)
All I do is win, nigga, you a loser (All I do is win)
The Hellcat like Tom, on cruise (Hellcat)
She got some fat lips, match her booty (Match her booty)
I don’t need you to vouch for me, I don’t gotta prove it (I don’t need no voucher)
I’m with the drama, they thought I retired the Uzi (I’m with the drama, ha)
Ride with a Glock, no safety (Ooh, that’s right)
Ready to shoot like I’m BlocBoy JB (Boom, boom)
Mashin’ the gas, I think that shit gravy (Skrrt, skrrt)
Chains on my neck like slavery (Pablo Juan, nigga, ooh)
Find a bad bitch and she havin’ my baby (She bad, cook that shit up, Quay)
My niggas ride for sure, ain’t no maybe (They ride, ah)
I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless they finna pay me (I ain’t goin’ nowhere unless they gon’ pay me)
Walk out the door and get straight to the racks (Straight to the racks, Hood)
That nigga water boy, go get the sack (Water boy, nigga)
Pull up with the gang in foreigns back to back (MONY POWR RSPT, ha, skrrt)
Hoodrich fuckin’ on a hoodrat, nigga (Hoodrich, nigga)
Know I should pull a 18-wheeler back, back (Boop, boop)
Know how to rap, but the shit that you talk cap (Cap ass nigga)
Pour up in the lean, I might take a Hellcat nap (Uh)
Don’t know if you snitchin’, might set up a rat trap (Let’s go, let’s go, snitch ass nigga)
