Testo di Eggz

Yo Yo, what goes around comes around That's why I got the car in cherry red The illest shit I seen in my life was in the feds Juun. J joggers, gauge down the fucking leg Whippin' yola, lookin' like I'm cookin' fuckin' eggs Half my niggas doin' life, my other niggas dead Rockin' vintage icebergs with the snoopy head Bobby fischer in the fisker, you know the richer Muzzle on the baby tec, you can hear the bullets whisper My pockets got more sharks than the shine state New York mind state, check the buffalo crime rate Gas up on the hip in case you niggas trip I run up on your whip and do some old gangland shit On the real, niggas know the deal Karl lagerfeld bucket on sugar hill Niggas gettin' money, everybody worth a mil Wipe my ass with a new hundred dollar bill, for real Yo Half my niggas doin' life, my other niggas dead You can hear the bullets whisper What goes around comes around Check the buffalo crime rate Sayin' nigga rich, nigga rich Dang, ain't that a bitch? Yeah, it's a bitch Ya rich rich nigga, uh huh Remember the name