About A B*tch - Starlito, Kevin Gates, Don Trip

About A B*tch - Starlito, Kevin Gates, Don Trip

Альбом
Cold Turkey
Год
2013
Язык
`English`
Длительность
262340

Below is the lyrics of the song About A B*tch , artist - Starlito, Kevin Gates, Don Trip with translation

Lyrics " About A B*tch "

Original text with translation

About A B*tch

Starlito, Kevin Gates, Don Trip

I got a bitch, that got a bitch

I’m tryna quit, downed a brick

Count this shit, it might be counterfeit

Tryna stretch it, before we run out of it (yeah)

Yeah that’s how it gets (Stepbrothers)

My lil homie had a scholarship, but he got shot and shit

About a bitch, ain’t that bout a bitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

But nigga I got locked up with, gon probably snitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

I Swear a nigga going through a lot of shit, I just can’t snap out of it

I go to sleep on it (on it), and wake up focus (Lito)

What the fuck is up with all these Hollywood locals

And why these main stream niggas wanna copy my vocals?

Be another sad story, he got shot for some hoe shit (ahh)

Pop up at the show, we done popped the promoter (haha)

Right after we pull off, cops probably show up

Old lady stop me, while I was shoppin at Kroger

Said waitin on my new tape (Lito) she already got all the old shit

Its on the way, Oh Shit, just finishin a to go shit

Hatin niggas hatin, we didn’t mean to keep ya waitin

I am just an 80s baby that these streets raised crazy

You try to interfere with that check, might as well pistol play us

I got a bitch, that got a bitch

I’m tryna quit, downed a brick

Count this shit, it might be counterfeit

Tryna stretch it, before we run out of it (yeah)

Yeah that’s how it gets (Stepbrothers)

My lil homie had a scholarship, but he got shot and shit

About a bitch, ain’t that bout a bitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

But nigga I got locked up with, gon probably snitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

I Swear a nigga going through a lot of shit, I just can’t snap out of it

(Gates-Lito this shit for real, true story)

(Get em Gates)

Cold hearted, don’t do favors

Ain’t no love really felt for me

These cards that was dealt to me

Fake friends, they don’t care for me

Pockets empty, not one name in my phone even lend help to me

Bad feeling, this baby I just had its not my own

If I don’t send money, Until the work come back then fuck it

I’m not wrong, she say she sorry, that get old

Son so invited you to path, but what for

Bout that time that I get that doe, always on the road

That get rough, get that check, run it up

Face with problem after problem, just work hard, and don’t give up (don't give

up)

Fell off, flat broke, heard 'I ain’t shit' bout a hunnid times

Laughed at, talked about, suck it up, no cryin

Stack my money till it hurt

Made them all respect my grind

I got a bitch, that got a bitch

I’m tryna quit, downed a brick

Count this shit, it might be counterfeit

Tryna stretch it, before we run out of it (yeah)

Yeah that’s how it gets (Stepbrothers)

My lil homie had a scholarship, but he got shot and shit

About a bitch, ain’t that bout a bitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

But nigga I got locked up with, gon probably snitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

I Swear a nigga going through a lot of shit, I just can’t snap out of it

I hit my point in the back door, Deuce Deuce, Lil Jo (Lito)

He caught it though, man you niggas hoes

Glad you wasn’t my charge partner, you would’ve told

Stress got a young nigga lookin old

We all crooked, I bought it after they took it

I’m out the hood hoe, niggas still call my phone

Lookin for that good dro, and I got just what they lookin for

For the?

though

If you want that love ticket, its gon be pretendo (Lito)

You know what it feel like?

Paying rent for all of your kin folk

If I wouldn’t ain’t grind so motherfucking hard, believe me I woulda been broke

Riding through the hood, what they hidden for

Money on my head, got a hit on me so I don’t give a fuck

I done been hit before

This niggas don’t want no money, but they go to war over a lil hoe

I got a bitch, that got a bitch

I’m tryna quit, downed a brick

Count this shit, it might be counterfeit

Tryna stretch it, before we run out of it (yeah)

Yeah that’s how it gets (Stepbrothers)

My lil homie had a scholarship, but he got shot and shit

About a bitch, ain’t that bout a bitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

But nigga I got locked up with, gon probably snitch (ain't that bout a bitch)

I Swear a nigga going through a lot of shit, I just can’t snap out of it

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