Underground Killas (Feat. ASAP Rocky, ASAP Ferg, Raekwon) (исполнитель: ASAP Mob)
Let's get a little, little, little, little drawing going on Yeah, that's what it is man Word up, A$AP Rocky, what up my [bad word] Young king right there Yeah, I see you, [bad word] It's your big brother Chef right here, man Raekwon, [bad word] You know we got you all day, [bad word] I know you got your big brother all day, too Ya know, it's all real [Verse 1: Raekwon] At the dice game, on sleeze mode Gun in the road, but count hunneds Sit back my home on my stomach Who the king boo, eating grapes Send me to 50 states I pump everywhere I go I thump Plenty spaces, either I’m in the slums Counting up ones, shaking down fiends Hopping to the most and one Besides bagging up, new ratchets Always in hatchets [bad word] The fly bachelor with all those classics My gun is red eyeball [bad word] the town black hoodie sweats No jewels a coupe with some specs Matching in the million dollar mansion With brans and it’s always love love Just bring your advancing Bottles from everywhere, [bad word] up Niggas in tennis wear I’m finish the menace Get them yeah Yo, we in the cut… dogs on them Stay [bad word] peace is real Yo, rocky! [Hook: A$AP Ferg & A$AP Rocky] King of New York with these underground killas Ride, ride, [bad word] [bad word] the niggas, [bad word] (x3) [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] My uncle Snoop told me keep the biscuit on me Said they got the scoop on me and they listen on me Plus my bougie [bad word] neighbors keep the [bad word] on me And the nosy [bad word] next door call the district on me And they snitching on me, self esteem went missing on me Chip off my shoulder, you can get it off me But these [bad word] on me The other [bad word] got a prison story That mister reese just a missing story Listen wardy, I was on them [bad word] Pitching sipping, 40’s, Maury kicks and Norreys [bad word] All these shawties kissing shawties Keep division Brody, cold world, keep your mittens wordy Go hard but you kill them softly Pay attention Shawty Wonder why I call you [bad word] a Shawty The weight of the world gonna be tripping Shawty Just get your picking Shawty Hold your own, keep it pimping brody Same [bad word] just a different story [Hook] [Verse 3: A$AP Ferg] King of New York in my hood we blow up houses Grenades look like quarter waters sitting on the counter Silence all you will encounter If you talking bout you badder Thuggin' Noise heating salad Gripping up banger in … Like pacs from the waynes When I fire, switching lanes in the Porsche Gotta catch up to my tires Got cannons like Mariah, god [bad word] it my Messiah Put them to rest in his pajamas Twin clips, pusha t, that’s for talking all that malice In your [bad word] I’m a sneaker, she gon' need some new balance Got franklins like Aretha, see my money that be pilin’ And my money got teeth, you can see my money smiling [Hook]