Текст пісні Carolina - Chief Keef

Carolina - Chief Keef
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Мова пісні: Англійська

Carolina

Aye, aye\nGang!\nGang in this bitch, nigga\nAye\nSkuddu skuu, nigga!\nAin’t no Ralph though\nI pull up smokin' stinky marijuana\nAll the hoes jocking, niggas lookin' dumb\nPulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan\nChoppas wavin' in the air like I’m from North Carolina\nChief Sosa be smokin' ganja\nChief Sosa can fuck your mama\nChief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers\nChief Sosa bought a Beamer for the summer\nBought twenty Monclers for the winter, aye\n200 choppas for all of my enemies\nHe think it’s sweet, it’s chips, this choppa finna lay\nThat nigga try to run, this choppa finna spray\nSig on me cause that’s how I feel today\nI got money, don’t care 'bout a damn old case\nGot lead and pen on me, blood I’m finna paint\nI found some money, took it on a dinner date\nAye, wait, skate\nPull up in that thing\nIn the truck, Lil Wayne\nHop out, smoke a stain\nIn my pocket bang\nIn my Johnny Dang\nIt’s a lot of bling, aye bling\nI pull up smokin' stinky marijuana\nAll the hoes jocking, niggas lookin' dumb\nPulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan\nChoppas wavin' in the air like I’m from North Carolina\nChief Sosa be smokin' ganja\nChief Sosa can fuck your mama\nChief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers\nChief Sosa bought a Beamer for the summer\nThe life put a drop on my guapa\nCan’t fuck with these niggas, they imposters\nDon’t fuck with no oppas, no coppas\nLeBron James, just hit 'em with the choppa like woah\nI get the cash for days, yeah\nIssey Miyake my ways, yeah\nYou’s a lil' bitch, out my face, yeah\nPut that lil' bitch in her place, yeah\nBitch I’m your, bitch I’m your father, yeah\nFuck on your sister, your daughter, yeah\nYour bitch comin' over, don’t call her, yeah\nShe give me brain like a scholar, yeah\nRun it up, run it up, run it up, yeah\nHot like a hundred degrees, yeah\nFendi, Riccardo my sleeve, yeah\nI hit the bitch and I leave, yeah\nFlippin' that work on the stove, ooh\nI got my wrist out the boat, ooh\nStill got to play with these hoes, ooh\nMaison Margiela my toe\nI pull up smokin' stinky marijuana\nAll the hoes jocking, niggas lookin' dumb\nPulled up parkin' lot, pimpin' like I play with Jordan\nChoppas wavin' in the air like I’m from North Carolina\nChief Sosa be smokin' ganja\nChief Sosa can fuck your mama\nChief Sosa ride Rangers and ride Hummers\nChief Sosa bought a Beamer for the summer

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