Текст Shordie Shordie – Pablo
Текст:
Ohhh, Pablo
Ohhh
Mob rules, don’t know what you saying, don’t know what it’s bout
Goggles, I seen through the rain, never seen a drought
Handles, they passed me the ball, never gave it up
Scramble, remember being chubby with a semi tucked
And I got away from them bitches, then a nigga got caught
And I still had the money for the bail
Only caught me cause they hit me with the car
Swear they took it too far
Man they should’ve sent a warrant through the mail
When they grabbed me, started asking all these questions
Talking bout they got confessions
They just said that to a nigga just to tell
Let em talk, and I let em talk
As I let em talk, where my cell? Man you bitches go to hell
Scramble, remember being chubby with a semi tucked
And I got away from them bitches, then a nigga got caught
And I still had the money for the bail
Only caught me cause they hit me with the car
Swear they took it too far
Man they should’ve sent a warrant through the mail
When they grabbed me, started asking all these questions
Talking bout they got confessions
They just said that to a nigga just to tell
Let em talk, and I let em talk
As I let em talk, where my cell? Man you bitches go to hell
I’ma get money til they send me over
Ohhh, Pablo
Money I send my soldiers
Ohhh, Pablo
?
on my island
Ohhh, Pablo
They don’t wanna see me wilding
Ohhh, Pablo
If I get locked up today you better visit
Got them presidents on me, don’t need no digits
Having meetings, you can’t come, this ain’t your kind of night
Stop the meeting, wait a minute, step outside and called my wife
And I, think she ignoring me, she knows that annoys me
Tryna avoid me, know she can’t avoid me
Say just bout anything, they tried to destroy me, spirit
Blood ain’t on our shirt, guess I wasn’t near it
Why you act like you catch em when you don’t harm shit
Nephew, he’s a bitch, I had to tell your aunt, and
And them niggas they grimy, only on some show shit
Cause my dummy got a holster hanging from his armpit
Say just bout anything, they tried to destroy me, spirit
Blood ain’t on our shirt, guess I wasn’t near it
Why you act like you catch em when you don’t harm shit
Nephew, he’s a bitch, I had to tell your aunt, and
And them niggas they grimy, only on some show shit
Cause my dummy got a holster hanging from his armpit
I’ma get money til they send me over
Ohhh, Pablo
Money I send my soldiers
Ohhh, Pablo
?
on my island
Ohhh, Pablo
They don’t wanna see me wilding
Ohhh, Pablo
