3Peat

Allan Koikoi

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Stop talking just drop it
Save ya time they quick to just clock it
And walk round with rockets
The type that you can fit in ya pocket
Seen shit with my socket
Won't forget the day that he cocked it
Was calling his bluff
Couple seconds later he popped it
Round here life a dog it's rough
It might bite you acting tough
Try to flex and show you buff
Youngings grew up muscled up
Mixed emotions like a mutt
Got my brain all in a rut
Thinking bout those lost
Lor Cuzzy gone he really died for what
Aw man
Here we go again all night just washing the dishes
While the leaches and the rats are sleeping tight with the fishes
Smile and lie straight to my face
And that's what made me so vicious
I swear I get around people and they just start flipping switches
I'm tired of faking
I don't like how you think that you know me
Aint holding a grudge
But I cannot forget what they told me
Care less how you feel
This blue rag kinda make me feel holy
I thrive in any setting
I'm just so well rounded Ginobli
Squeeze before they do don't want my mother have to bury me
Cut some people off cause they was using never cherished me
Laughing in my face the police mocked me like a parakeet
I got shot then booked nah they ain't sentence me to therapy
Broski got a new attachment gave his pole a long nose
Might just even take a trip to Austin like I'm stone cold
I won't go that way for nothing
I can't fit the wrong mold
Know my voice is gifted golden
I can make the song flow
Squeeze before they do don't want my mother have to bury me
Cut some people off cause they was using never cherished me
Laughing in my face the police mocked me like a parakeet
I got shot then booked nah they ain't sentence me to therapy
Broski got a new attachment gave his pole a long nose
Might just even take a trip to Austin like I'm stone cold
I won't go that way for nothing
I can't fit the wrong mold
Know my voice is gifted golden
I can make the song flow
I got a son now I can't just sit on my ass
Knowing I need me some cash
My past behind me and I got my foot on the dash
I ain't been racing to crash
Deep in a hole that's where I reach for my stash
Then I start crunching the stats
Look at numbers
It make me wonder
How can I slumber
I need more racks
I only been speaking facts
But they selling lies
Quicker than fiends cop smack
You can find me in the back
I peep the scene
The only way I relax
Went on vacation while on probation
Just me and Ty
Cooking that crack
Up in the stu
Beautiful views
Tape coming soon
I'm good I'm back

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La canzone “3Peat” di di Koi è stata composta da Allan Koikoi.

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