Текст Khontkar – Talk Of The Town
Текст:
Never been fake like them man
Ride out roll deep with 10 man
RedKeys yeah we does this
Them trap lords and hustlers
My buss down you done buss it
Buss him up that’s concussion
Pistol whip him up and his cousin (yo yo)
They claiming they hard and running the streets
Pussy rapper try competing with me
Hit em up like I’m Mohammed Ali (li)
Send in my youngers to pick up the p’s
Pay us today or stay on your knees
I’ll grab the bag and every one’s eats
Kara, para, herkesi doyurdu
Rezil oldum hayat sordu şimdi hayat hoştur
Şimdi para çoktur
I aint taking L’s
I’m catching winds with my chick
Yeah we living well
Woke up, woke up from this dream again
Fucked up, from these blunts, that I’m breathing in (ay)
Pop a pill just to be me again
Cause I know what they don’t
Yeah this gang ain’t no joke
We be the talk of the town
Now we the talk of the country
Doing ’em shows, grabbing the bag
Gettin’ this money we hungry
I do not trust your walahi’s
Ready to ride with an army
We be the talk of the country
Talk of the country
Pray for me, pray for me
I see all of them hating me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
Check my flag, RedKeyGang
You can’t hang, you ain’t with us
You ain’t gang, you aimed to us
You so dead, we so dangerous
You so lame, no more games
Pick a place, Imma pull up no more chase
No regrets, come and get (rınnn rınnn)
I’m trynna beat the case fuck you mean it’s your fault (fuck you mean by that?)
I’m trynna be the best fuck you mean it’s your choice (fuck you mean by that?)
No more dreamin’ now, whole family eatin’ well
We busy with gettin’ papers I don’t give a fuck
Haters haters they all around me, so pray for me
We brought the culture, we did the most off of it
They must be delusional, we already made it
I’m talkin’ to my city, shout out to Izmir
Woke up, woke up from this dream again
Fucked up, from these blunts, that I’m breathing in (ay)
Pop a pill just to be me again
Cause I know what they don’t
Yeah this gang ain’t no joke
We be the talk of the town
Now we the talk of the country
Doing ’em shows, grabbing the bag
Gettin’ this money we hungry
I do not trust your walahi’s
I’m whipping this coupe with no car keys
Ready to ride with an army
We be the talk of the country
Talk of the country
Pray for me, pray for me
I see all of them hating me
Pray for me, pray for me
Pray for me, pray for me
