Ryan Cali - Tripping

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Ryan Cali

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Back To The Basics

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3:47

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5,5 МБ

Дата релиза

27.08.2020

You trippin You trippin You trippin Yaw Yaw Cali in this bitch, you should know boy (you should know boy) If you be on that hating, you should go boy (you should go boy) 20 grams smoking, that’s a dope boy (that's a dope boy) World going stupid, where the hope boy (where the hope boy) 20 records out, where the lyrics homie yah Where the Locksmiths, where the Kendricks homie where they at No love for the craft, you just business homie yeah You a dum kid, far from the realest homie I spit the illest only but I still let em brag Th only reason he bragging Is only cause h fucking mad All his music, feed it to the crab You a waste of my time, dum boy, enough sad Get bread (get bread), that’s the only thing on your mind For once let me trip, ya been tripping all the time Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam shimmy yay (yay) Gimme the mic, I got something to say (come on) You tripping Acting like a G I don’t play that I ain’t fucking with that B (nah) You tripping Hit by the snare Fell from the chair Middle finger in the air You tripping Acting like a boss Saying you real Yeah we know them fingers crossed You tripping Running with the gang Telling everybody how to fucking be a man You tripping Hundred fucking hits on my laptop (on my laptop) I don’t need your shit, no pep talk (no Pep talk) I be walking like I’m on the catwalk (on the catwalk) Say it to your face, fuck that back talk (fuck that back talk) Always coming through with that old school (old school) I be in the stu cooking soul food (soul food) What you gone say, what you gone do (what you gone do) I‘m a not stop, thought I told you (thought I told you) Looking in my mirrors, check my blindspot (yeah) Only pull through when the time’s hot (oh yeah) I be doing work like nonstop (nonstop) You still selling stuff at the pawn shop (yah) Sucker gotta get another purpose Clowns all around, trapped in a fucking circus Live for this shit, motherfucker I deserve this You kill for this shit like thirsty bloody murders You tripping Acting like a G I don’t play that I ain’t fucking with that B (nah) You tripping Hit by the snare Fell from the chair Middle finger in the air You tripping Acting like a boss Saying you real Yeah we know them fingers crossed You tripping Running with the gang Telling everybody how to fucking be a man You tripping Look in the eye of the barrel I been working out here, sucker give me my medal (yeah) The throne with respect, nothing less I’ll settle On my Wiz Khalifa, I be on my level, ya Smell the aroma when we kick it on the corner Bumping, playing Daytona, fucking stuck in the moment This is a warning for any corny getting it going See you next morning, chase you till you cornered Murder every opponent who think he own it I’m the shit and you gone know it, take a listen how I flow it Writing rhymes like a poet, ya Slay beats like I’m Dave East I’m going crazy on these suckers Ya gone have to save me or just pay me Either one of em is fine I’m a spit that verse till the mike full of slim Yach, King Push on them pussies Standing by the edge, motherfucker come and push me You tripping Acting like a G I don’t play that I ain’t fucking with that B (nah) You tripping Hit by the snare Fell from the chair Middle finger in the air You tripping Acting like a boss Saying you real Yeah we know them fingers crossed You tripping Running with the gang Telling everybody how to fucking be a man You tripping

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