Depth Strida - TRAGEDY feat. ISTASHA & DEPTH STRIDA

Текст песни

You pussy boys wanna talk bout shit u got no clue of
I bet no one got your back from the people u love
So u better shut the fuck up
Tell your bitch to grow up
Tell your bitch to back up
I whip my knife and stab ya
Put that on the gang
Put that on my fam
Mercenaries, k9 unit with them sharp fangs
Come and get your mans
Come and get your friend
Before I turn this gathering into a bloodbath
Thinking you got bucks
When you’re bankrupt
Ganji attitude and rebel
Till your homeless
Stone cast
To own less
Down when fuck up
Teeth in acid
Ends around
In the cold
Dig a grave out for gold
Punished convictions
Done fuck a system
Submission
A hollow ward
Can’t put subordinate order
It’s inefficient
Done but your shit ain’t done
Fuckit got that
Belt still equipped when you crawl
Crawl from the crypt
All you bitches act so gangsta
Throw the pipe bomb out the tesla
All this shit is way too messed up
Fuck the law eat cops for breakfast
Tactic vest made of kevla
Garbage clique meet the red dot
Hollow tips for the headshot
Leave the place drivin faster
Wrum wrum wrum
Bitch I’m drippin I could swim
I feel water on my skin water bending ain’t no sin
Diamonds on my glove call me thanos
Silence at your shows better wake up
Your bitch wants it raw shes a nympho
Ain’t no more talk enough infos
All you bitches act so gangsta
Throw the pipe bomb out the tesla
All this shit is way too messed up
Fuck the law eat cops for breakfast
Tactic vest made of kevla
Garbage clique meet the red dot
Hollow tips for the headshot
Leave the place drivin faster