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East Coast REMIX (Explicit)

A$AP Ferg
2017-08-185:27 phútLời đồng bộ

"East Coast REMIX (Explicit)" là bài hát của A$AP Ferg, 2017, Pop. Thời lượng 5:27, 166 lines / 1274 words.

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0:00Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
0:03F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
0:05All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
0:08This that East Coast motherf**ker
0:11Call me Mr. East Coast motherf**ker
0:12Let me give them a friendly reminder real quick yo
0:14Y'all already know that I don't gotta talk
0:16Every single time I come you niggas know I gotta do it
0:18Yes I gotta do it and I gotta kill 'em
0:19And I gotta hit 'em
0:19Yes you know a ni**a gotta beat 'em stupid
0:21Only got 41 seconds just to give a ni**a sh*t
0:23Every second b**ch I gotta use it
0:25Some wet a ni**a bluer and I cannot
0:26Grab the microphone
0:27And not make a motherf**ker lose it
0:29And I make niggas jump in the back
0:30Niggas up she in the back of the truck
0:31Lil' mommy wanna f**k and she really wanna suck
0:33When I finish with it
0:34Then we go in the back of the club
0:35And we do this sh*t again my ni**a pronto
0:36Bip de boo da badda beat it like a bongo
0:38Banging on the p**sy like a ni**a named Alonzo
0:40Head game crazy that ni**a the head honcho
0:42Mad because I took his b**ch
0:42And now he thinks he macho
0:44Somebody better call the cops yo
0:45'Fore we run up the side that niggas lil' condo
0:47Put him in a box so the ni**a in a cargo cargo cargo
0:50Shut a ni**a down fake b**ch
0:51Throw a bottle at ya shut a ni**a mouth break sh*t
0:53Come and follow me stand up on the couch chick chick
0:54Let us wallow niggas know we're in the house trick trick
0:56East Coast Ni**a
0:5710031 is where my zip is
0:58Livin' how I live up in the trenches
1:00Run through a boat like I ain't got riches
1:02Run through a boat like I ain't got come on
1:04Don't do it for the haters
1:05I do it for the b**ches
1:06My flow Al Qaeda I kill rap niggas
1:07Ya'll now and later and sweet a** niggas
1:09Soon as you get famous they wanna a** kiss
1:11Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse JAY Z
1:13I get a feeling they want the old Ferg
1:14Coc*ine Castle
1:15Hood Pope Ferg
1:16Got a question to ask do you know Ferg
1:18Do you know that I come from where the toast burn
1:20New York New York I run through dirt
1:21On Hungry Ham I bought a corner
1:23Fiends taste the lean they never sober
1:25For being in the streets to run a culture
1:27I never been in the weave I had hoes brah
1:29Who's that jiggy motherf**ker with the flows brah
1:30I'm finna kill these motherf**kers with the flow brah
1:32I'm the best in the game with the flow brah
1:34In New York I Milly Rock to Magnolia
1:36I love the East but shoutout to every coast brah
1:37South to North and even West Coast brah
1:40Blackin' like I'm fresh out from retirement
1:42My flow still monumental
1:44Mental couldn't ride an instrumental
1:46But they ridin' dick
1:47I set the standard for requirements
1:49So call the firemen
1:51Just me myself and I the world is mine
1:53I put the I in his
1:54His posse too clean his diamonds like tip
1:58His skin too clear his b**ch gon' stare
2:01So mind your biz
2:02How they find the time for money mine
2:04I find these college chicks
2:05For top with Kylie's lips
2:07Oh my oh my running
2:09Running running like you want it running
2:11Running running like you stole it running
2:12Running running like I'm going woo
2:14Running pitching like I'm bowling woo
2:16In my city gangs run the inner city
2:18Load a semi for the Chiddy Bang
2:19Flacko Fergie Frenchie with the bitties
2:21Hit up Remy for the pretty gang
2:23Lately I feel like a Beatle
2:24I'm Paulie McCartney just rocking Moschino
2:26Moscato or Pinot
2:27I got some b**ches to hop in the Regal
2:28Phenomenal deep throat
2:30I'm more Ali than Muhammad
2:31My noodles was Ramen go Google my diamonds
2:34I got some shooters in college
2:35I feel like a coach I'm recruiting and signing
2:37Look I still be moving in silence
2:38I'm ballin' in blue like I'm hooping in Dallas
2:41B**ch I don't play for no Mavericks
2:42You need to think who gon' pay for your casket
2:44Ignorant bastard
2:45But I'm still precious enough
2:46To give hope to the masses
2:47Watch the coke do gymnastics
2:49Dominique Hawkins foreign car when I'm mashin'
2:51Chain busting it down wrist busting it down
2:55Your b**ch busting it down game up f**king it now
2:59I could be a jeweler neck I slick the ruler
3:02You niggas is comedy
3:03Talking fast like Bone Thugs N Harmony
3:06KRS One Big L flows
3:07Son of a gun with the Buffalo
3:09Head on my wrist is a P1
3:11Made more money than E1
3:13One time Chinx two time Yams Yams
3:15Get the money slide like a violin
3:16You know my ni**a Max almost home
3:18You know we run the East Coast zone ni**a Maybach Music
3:20In the kitchen culinary I could whip a Bloody Mary
3:23And I wish that blood did dent me
3:25I'ma get your brother burried
3:27Gangbanging with your halo business on the payphone
3:31B**ches pussies drying up like Taz's Angels
3:34Never was a client 'cause that boy ain't buying it
3:37And I got a bottom b**ch my top come on consignment
3:41Step up from the minor league double M the dynasty
3:45No I never sold d**e I just got me a finder's fee
3:48Following my frequency niggas rapping weak to weak
3:52Suckers be so weak to me text but don't speak to me
3:55You can never speak for me see the B.I. chemistry
3:59Check into the crazy house I'ma turn the labels out
4:02Run it up run it up run it up run it up
4:04Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
4:06F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
4:08All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
4:10This that East Coast motherf**ker
4:14But I know this West Coast Snoop Dogg
4:1610 20 was my date of birth the day I came to Earth
4:20Bottles sipping love the birth
4:22Young ni**a that's doing dirt
4:24Long Beach across my shirt
4:25All y'all niggas gon' get merked
4:27What the f**k is you talking 'bout
4:29Me and Ferg we gon' put in work
4:31Bang on ya' gang culture out of this world
4:34It's all on a b**ch is she a Blood
4:37Is she a Crip
4:38Don't slip think not on the block where it's hot
4:41Legalize with the nines give a f**k about a cop
4:45Real sh*t this is it from the bottom to the Bay
4:48This is anybody K California all day
4:52Yes sir on the curb Mossberg by the band
4:55Little homies on the roof with the blam blam blam
4:59Long Beach popping pill on 'em
5:01I been working so hard ni**a get your bale on
5:05I been working so hard niggas put the sales on
5:09I been working so hard
5:11Welcome to the hellzone zone
5:13See I'm from Long Beach
5:14Run it up run it up run it up run it up
5:15Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
5:17F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
5:19All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
5:21See I'm from Long Beach
5:22This that East Coast motherf**ker
5:23California motherf**ker
5:24See I'm from Long Beach
5:25Call me Mr. East Coast motherf**ker
5:27West Coast
Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This that East Coast motherf**ker
Call me Mr. East Coast motherf**ker
Let me give them a friendly reminder real quick yo
Y'all already know that I don't gotta talk
Every single time I come you niggas know I gotta do it
Yes I gotta do it and I gotta kill 'em
And I gotta hit 'em
Yes you know a ni**a gotta beat 'em stupid
Only got 41 seconds just to give a ni**a sh*t
Every second b**ch I gotta use it
Some wet a ni**a bluer and I cannot
Grab the microphone
And not make a motherf**ker lose it
And I make niggas jump in the back
Niggas up she in the back of the truck
Lil' mommy wanna f**k and she really wanna suck
When I finish with it
Then we go in the back of the club
And we do this sh*t again my ni**a pronto
Bip de boo da badda beat it like a bongo
Banging on the p**sy like a ni**a named Alonzo
Head game crazy that ni**a the head honcho
Mad because I took his b**ch
And now he thinks he macho
Somebody better call the cops yo
'Fore we run up the side that niggas lil' condo
Put him in a box so the ni**a in a cargo cargo cargo
Shut a ni**a down fake b**ch
Throw a bottle at ya shut a ni**a mouth break sh*t
Come and follow me stand up on the couch chick chick
Let us wallow niggas know we're in the house trick trick
East Coast Ni**a
10031 is where my zip is
Livin' how I live up in the trenches
Run through a boat like I ain't got riches
Run through a boat like I ain't got come on
Don't do it for the haters
I do it for the b**ches
My flow Al Qaeda I kill rap niggas
Ya'll now and later and sweet a** niggas
Soon as you get famous they wanna a** kiss
Only thing that I'm missing is Hov verse JAY Z
I get a feeling they want the old Ferg
Coc*ine Castle
Hood Pope Ferg
Got a question to ask do you know Ferg
Do you know that I come from where the toast burn
New York New York I run through dirt
On Hungry Ham I bought a corner
Fiends taste the lean they never sober
For being in the streets to run a culture
I never been in the weave I had hoes brah
Who's that jiggy motherf**ker with the flows brah
I'm finna kill these motherf**kers with the flow brah
I'm the best in the game with the flow brah
In New York I Milly Rock to Magnolia
I love the East but shoutout to every coast brah
South to North and even West Coast brah
Blackin' like I'm fresh out from retirement
My flow still monumental
Mental couldn't ride an instrumental
But they ridin' dick
I set the standard for requirements
So call the firemen
Just me myself and I the world is mine
I put the I in his
His posse too clean his diamonds like tip
His skin too clear his b**ch gon' stare
So mind your biz
How they find the time for money mine
I find these college chicks
For top with Kylie's lips
Oh my oh my running
Running running like you want it running
Running running like you stole it running
Running running like I'm going woo
Running pitching like I'm bowling woo
In my city gangs run the inner city
Load a semi for the Chiddy Bang
Flacko Fergie Frenchie with the bitties
Hit up Remy for the pretty gang
Lately I feel like a Beatle
I'm Paulie McCartney just rocking Moschino
Moscato or Pinot
I got some b**ches to hop in the Regal
Phenomenal deep throat
I'm more Ali than Muhammad
My noodles was Ramen go Google my diamonds
I got some shooters in college
I feel like a coach I'm recruiting and signing
Look I still be moving in silence
I'm ballin' in blue like I'm hooping in Dallas
B**ch I don't play for no Mavericks
You need to think who gon' pay for your casket
Ignorant bastard
But I'm still precious enough
To give hope to the masses
Watch the coke do gymnastics
Dominique Hawkins foreign car when I'm mashin'
Chain busting it down wrist busting it down
Your b**ch busting it down game up f**king it now
I could be a jeweler neck I slick the ruler
You niggas is comedy
Talking fast like Bone Thugs N Harmony
KRS One Big L flows
Son of a gun with the Buffalo
Head on my wrist is a P1
Made more money than E1
One time Chinx two time Yams Yams
Get the money slide like a violin
You know my ni**a Max almost home
You know we run the East Coast zone ni**a Maybach Music
In the kitchen culinary I could whip a Bloody Mary
And I wish that blood did dent me
I'ma get your brother burried
Gangbanging with your halo business on the payphone
B**ches pussies drying up like Taz's Angels
Never was a client 'cause that boy ain't buying it
And I got a bottom b**ch my top come on consignment
Step up from the minor league double M the dynasty
No I never sold d**e I just got me a finder's fee
Following my frequency niggas rapping weak to weak
Suckers be so weak to me text but don't speak to me
You can never speak for me see the B.I. chemistry
Check into the crazy house I'ma turn the labels out
Run it up run it up run it up run it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
This that East Coast motherf**ker
But I know this West Coast Snoop Dogg
10 20 was my date of birth the day I came to Earth
Bottles sipping love the birth
Young ni**a that's doing dirt
Long Beach across my shirt
All y'all niggas gon' get merked
What the f**k is you talking 'bout
Me and Ferg we gon' put in work
Bang on ya' gang culture out of this world
It's all on a b**ch is she a Blood
Is she a Crip
Don't slip think not on the block where it's hot
Legalize with the nines give a f**k about a cop
Real sh*t this is it from the bottom to the Bay
This is anybody K California all day
Yes sir on the curb Mossberg by the band
Little homies on the roof with the blam blam blam
Long Beach popping pill on 'em
I been working so hard ni**a get your bale on
I been working so hard niggas put the sales on
I been working so hard
Welcome to the hellzone zone
See I'm from Long Beach
Run it up run it up run it up run it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up remix
F**k that sh*t we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
See I'm from Long Beach
This that East Coast motherf**ker
California motherf**ker
See I'm from Long Beach
Call me Mr. East Coast motherf**ker
West Coast

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