Multiply (Explicit)
A$AP Rocky, Juicy J"Multiply (Explicit)" es una canción de A$AP Rocky, Juicy J, 2014, Pop. La canción dura 3:22, 134 lines / 679 words.
Letra
0:02F**k niggas gon' multiply
0:04'Fore the real niggas die
0:06Fake niggas gon' multiply
0:08'Fore the real niggas live
0:11F**k niggas won't multiply
0:13F**k niggas won't multiply
0:15F**k niggas won't multiply
0:17Yeah ni**a it's your boy Juicy J
0:21Man you gotta watch out
0:22For these old backstabbin'
0:23Broke a** you know what I'm sayin'
0:25Jealous hatin' a** niggas out here man
0:27You know what I'm sayin'
0:28Man these niggas
0:29Ain't no real niggas man
0:30Know what I'm sayin'
0:31Niggas be smilin' in your face
0:33Back in the buildin'
0:34Sold crack in the livin' room
0:35Niggas toe-tagged
0:36Sold gats for a livin'
0:37Doo rag keep a red
0:38Or blue flag in the denim
0:39One you be with be the one
0:40To shoot at ya in a minute
0:41Come to Harlem
0:42If you never seen Baghdad
0:43First place
0:44I seen a ni**a sell crack at
0:45Where the hustlers don't sleep
0:46Take cat naps
0:47Shorty with the shotty limpin'
0:48Like he got a bad back bad back
0:50Even in my will keep it real
0:52Thuggin' in my field
0:54'Til the day I peel keep it trill
0:56Anything I feel
0:58Youngins trained to kill aimin'
1:00Bangin' steel and slangin' krill
1:02She shake it all for Satan
1:04Just to paint her nails and pay her bills
1:06I ain't really f**kin' with that Been Trill
1:09Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill
1:10Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots
1:12But these mothaf**kas
1:13Better give me my props
1:14Word to Pac
1:15We're the reason
1:15That these niggas gettin' throwed
1:16Reason why you niggas wearin' gold
1:18Jail pose in the pictures
1:19Prayin' fingers to your nose
1:20I remember if Pimp was alive
1:21He'd tell these hoes and these niggas
1:23Even in my will keep it trill
1:26To the day I peel
1:27Even in my will keep it trill
1:30To the day I peel
1:32Even in my will keep it trill
1:34To the day I peel
1:36Even in my will keep it trill
1:38To the day I
1:40When the real niggas die
1:42Fake niggas gon' multiply
1:44When the real niggas die
1:47Fake niggas gon' multiply
1:49When all the real niggas die
1:51Fake niggas gon' multiply
1:53But if the real niggas live
1:55F**k niggas won't multiply
1:56I'm the original Balmain badass
1:58Ni**a
1:59I'm the original Margiela madman
2:01In the words of A$AP Yams
2:03Smack the sh*t out a ni**a
2:04In these skinny pants
2:05Feel me
2:06Don't get it f**ked up ni**a
2:07We been jiggy been pretty
2:09Still tell a b**ch suck my dick
2:11Swag swag ni**a
2:13F**k with a ni**a like me
2:15RIP my ni**a Pimp C
2:17HBA sh*t is weak
2:18You can keep that
2:19Sh*t I might f**k around
2:20And bring the Jeep back
2:22No doors on it
2:22Flexin' with the seat back
2:24B-Boy with the G pack
2:25Might f**k around
2:26And bring the mink back
2:26Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks ni**a
2:28If you deaf bring the beat back ni**a
2:30F**k with a ni**a like me
2:32RIP my ni**a Pimp C
2:34HBA sh*t is weak you can keep that
2:36I'm a trend setter
2:37You ain't even peep that
2:38Where the hoes where the w**d
2:39Where the cheese at
2:40F**k the FCC tell 'em bleep that
2:42We ain't no fashion killas ni**a
2:44We fashionable killas
2:45Ya'll got Flacko
2:46F**ked up
2:47I'm the motherf**kin'
2:47Lord of this fashion sh*t
2:49Don't I deserve just to brag a bit
2:51Set the blueprint
2:52F**k your two cents
2:53Number 1 stunner
2:53Ask Tumblr if I'm accurate
2:55My motherf**kin' swag is immaculate
2:57Plus I got enough style
2:58Just to mack your b**ch
2:59I think back to when pockets packin lint
3:01It's like a ni**a got rich on accident
3:03Now back to Pimp
3:04B**ches lie killers never lie
3:06Triggers on the side by side
3:07Bet I'm down to ride
3:08Prosper said let's ride to the sky
3:09Call it catastrophic
3:10Say
3:10We don't ever die
3:11We just multiply b**ch
3:15Fake a** niggas
3:16You know what I'm sayin'
3:17These niggas be out here talkin' 'bout
3:18They a street ni**a and sh*t
3:19Man niggas be gettin' extorted
3:21Like a mothaf**ka out here man
3:22You know what I'm sayin'
F**k niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas die Fake niggas gon' multiply 'Fore the real niggas live F**k niggas won't multiply F**k niggas won't multiply F**k niggas won't multiply Yeah ni**a it's your boy Juicy J Man you gotta watch out For these old backstabbin' Broke a** you know what I'm sayin' Jealous hatin' a** niggas out here man You know what I'm sayin' Man these niggas Ain't no real niggas man Know what I'm sayin' Niggas be smilin' in your face Back in the buildin' Sold crack in the livin' room Niggas toe-tagged Sold gats for a livin' Doo rag keep a red Or blue flag in the denim One you be with be the one To shoot at ya in a minute Come to Harlem If you never seen Baghdad First place I seen a ni**a sell crack at Where the hustlers don't sleep Take cat naps Shorty with the shotty limpin' Like he got a bad back bad back Even in my will keep it real Thuggin' in my field 'Til the day I peel keep it trill Anything I feel Youngins trained to kill aimin' Bangin' steel and slangin' krill She shake it all for Satan Just to paint her nails and pay her bills I ain't really f**kin' with that Been Trill Swear them niggas booty like Tip Drill Nah I ain't really into throwin' shots But these mothaf**kas Better give me my props Word to Pac We're the reason That these niggas gettin' throwed Reason why you niggas wearin' gold Jail pose in the pictures Prayin' fingers to your nose I remember if Pimp was alive He'd tell these hoes and these niggas Even in my will keep it trill To the day I peel Even in my will keep it trill To the day I peel Even in my will keep it trill To the day I peel Even in my will keep it trill To the day I When the real niggas die Fake niggas gon' multiply When the real niggas die Fake niggas gon' multiply When all the real niggas die Fake niggas gon' multiply But if the real niggas live F**k niggas won't multiply I'm the original Balmain badass Ni**a I'm the original Margiela madman In the words of A$AP Yams Smack the sh*t out a ni**a In these skinny pants Feel me Don't get it f**ked up ni**a We been jiggy been pretty Still tell a b**ch suck my dick Swag swag ni**a F**k with a ni**a like me RIP my ni**a Pimp C HBA sh*t is weak You can keep that Sh*t I might f**k around And bring the Jeep back No doors on it Flexin' with the seat back B-Boy with the G pack Might f**k around And bring the mink back Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks ni**a If you deaf bring the beat back ni**a F**k with a ni**a like me RIP my ni**a Pimp C HBA sh*t is weak you can keep that I'm a trend setter You ain't even peep that Where the hoes where the w**d Where the cheese at F**k the FCC tell 'em bleep that We ain't no fashion killas ni**a We fashionable killas Ya'll got Flacko F**ked up I'm the motherf**kin' Lord of this fashion sh*t Don't I deserve just to brag a bit Set the blueprint F**k your two cents Number 1 stunner Ask Tumblr if I'm accurate My motherf**kin' swag is immaculate Plus I got enough style Just to mack your b**ch I think back to when pockets packin lint It's like a ni**a got rich on accident Now back to Pimp B**ches lie killers never lie Triggers on the side by side Bet I'm down to ride Prosper said let's ride to the sky Call it catastrophic Say We don't ever die We just multiply b**ch Fake a** niggas You know what I'm sayin' These niggas be out here talkin' 'bout They a street ni**a and sh*t Man niggas be gettin' extorted Like a mothaf**ka out here man You know what I'm sayin'
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