.223 - Booka600, King Von

.223 - Booka600, King Von

Год
2019
Язык
`English`
Длительность
187740

Below is the lyrics of the song .223 , artist - Booka600, King Von with translation

Lyrics " .223 "

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.223

Booka600, King Von

What they doin'?

What they doin'?

What they, what they doin'?

What they doin'?

What they doin'?

What they doin'?

Count these Benjamins

Lay low in the V

Lot of bitches they into me

And I got a lot of enemies

But they die, that’s no lie

I stay true to all my guys

When I do just make it high

I’m buyin' diamonds, know that’s ice

Load my .223's

Chase my enemies

I got hoes from overseas

They just roll my dope for me

Diamonds make 'em notice me

Hope you don’t think about pokin' me

Hope you don’t think about approaching me

He might not wake up from that dream

(Von)

Die within a blink (In a blink, nigga)

I’ll whack him, his defeat (His defeat, nigga)

It’s all about that gang, we elite (We elite, nigga)

Nigga a rat, he’s a breach (Well that’s a breach, nigga)

Can’t break the colony, we throw B’s (Well we throw B’s, nigga)

Alexander wrote on the sneaks (Well them McQueens, nigga)

Propaganda, just shoot, don’t speak (Don't speak, nigga)

Extravagant hits out the Bentley (Boom boom)

Count these Benjamins, I be so lowkey

I got some killer instincts, don’t approach me

I got some killers for friends but I don’t know nothing

I don’t know nothing, yeah

Count these Benjamins

Lay low in the V

Lot of bitches they into me

And I got a lot of enemies

But they die, that’s no lie

I stay true to all my guys

When I do just make it high

I’m buyin' diamonds, know that’s ice

Load my .223's

Chase my enemies

I got hoes from overseas

They just roll my dope for me

Diamonds make 'em notice me

Hope you don’t think about pokin' me

Hope you don’t think about approaching me

He might not wake up from that dream

What you think, Von?

Nigga, fuck your team, huh?

We the ones that hit your block

Might miss a few times, came back like a rerun

We the ones be at the shows

Ain’t never at home, but I swear you run the city, huh?

I’m the one they always’ll call when it’s time to get busy

Is you gon' come or what?

What?

What?

'Cause we don’t give a fuck

I told them niggas give it up, they shouldn’t beef with us

I tried to tell em to be cool and not to tweak with us

And now it’s 28 and 6th, them boy, they seein' us

See we be slidin' to them shows, we keep them heaters tucked

Money older than a pager, it should beep or somethin'

Fast cars, bad broads, I ain’t see it comin' (Huh?)

Trackhawk, Nascar, you gon' see me comin'

Count these Benjamins

Lay low in the V

Lot of bitches they into me

And I got a lot of enemies

But they die, that’s no lie

I stay true to all my guys

When I do just make it high

I’m buyin' diamonds, know that’s ice

Load my .223's

Chase my enemies

I got hoes from overseas

They just roll my dope for me

Diamonds make 'em notice me

Hope you don’t think about pokin' me

Hope you don’t think about approaching me

He might not wake up from that dream

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