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{El-Eleva8 the motherfuckin game!}
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
+100 Miles and Runnin’+, +Alwayz Into Somethin’+
Yellin +Fuck Tha Police+ – (FUCK THA POLICE!) – like I’m +Straight+ up +Outta Compton+
+Real Niggaz Don’t Die+ (nope), +Appetite for Destruction+
Just a +Nigga Wit a Attitude+ (attitude), +Alwayz Into Somethin’+[Stalley]
Impala on eights, dope boys on crates
Swiss movement on watch, 45 on the waist
Got a million dollar hustle, a rich nigga fate
White cocaina, rockin up on the plate
Alpina Beamer, with the Cavaliers plates
{MY NIGGAZ DRIBBLE DOWN IN VA ON THE RUN FROM THE DEA}
That’s when niggaz wore button-ups and white-ups
like H-O, V-A, and everybody chords Stalley - Always Into Something lyrics lyrics had +’Ye+/yay
before +808s’ & Heartbreak+, the streets was a shark tank
Pu-pu-put money in the gold link and loyalty was everything!
Your lady held you down, with or without a wedding ring
Sellin dope wasn’t settling, if you could smoke it they was sellin it
Hard grind peddlin, street nigga pedigree, tryna leave a kingpin legacy
Pockets fat like Ledisi, thank you to the Heavenly
Father for them dollars that got us straighter than the letter T[Chorus]
[Stalley]
+Dopeman, Dopeman+, that’s what they yellin
Pockets full of stones and an automatic weapon
Teenage outlaws, rebels without cause
Lost in this jungle where everybody is ‘flage
Middle finger to the law, best friends lay in morgues
and they wonder why our attitude’s lirik terjemahan arti indonesia Stalley - Always Into Something lyrics download mp3 raw
A real nigga never take a fall, thats on God
or never take on the false faade
Before that happens, niggaz blocks gettin taped off
+Appetite For Destruction+, that’s how we all function
and we get it how we live, even if it’s gun bustin
Number crunchin with +8-Balls+ for fiend’s luncheon
Anything to keep from ribs touching
Benz bumping, cord kord chord Stalley - Always Into Something lyrics kunci gitar I blame it on Cube
He says it gets funky, a subject and a predicate
Eff the police, that’s a gangster nigga’s etiquette
And this nine filled with cop killers that’s sitting on my hip[Chorus]
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