Scorey - 156 Hudson (Lyrics)

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  • Опубликовано: 18 сен 2024
  • Scorey - 156 Hudson (Lyrics):
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    Lyrics:
    Cash In my pocket, rain on my wrist
    All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
    Stand In cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
    Till I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
    Hit his block up from different ways, get a wig split
    He got shot up and now he saved, and he Christian
    Wild ones, don't fuck wit' the gang, they don't listen
    Loud guns, he unleash his rage wit' that big fifth
    Just give 'em 20 thou', think they won't gun you down
    Walk up and run you down, then smoke a fucking pound
    We' just some dirty niggas, but we gettin' money now
    Bro keep that 30 wit' him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
    Turn that switch on, 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
    Made a diss-song, and now you rappin' from the fucking ground
    Worm food, when we get that lo' we get to spinnin' like a whirlpool
    Mind your buisness, you ain't in this shit, It don't concern you
    156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
    Starvin' I ain't have no meal In my stomach
    He' a target, don't care where he Is, we still comin'
    He been heartless he been tryna kill shit for nothin'
    156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
    I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets and keep on runnin' back
    All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
    Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (Racks)
    Dirty Sprite, shared, I just had to pour me up some lean
    Havin' nightmares, niggas tryna take me out my dreams
    I stay right there, post up wit' my Glizzy 17
    And my type rare, I can't name a realer man than me
    He got caught up on that block, now It's a repass
    All he saw was glock and heard that "Fahh", he better think fast
    R.I.P. to Zach I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
    And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski-mask?
    156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
    Starvin' I ain't have no meal in my stomach
    He' a target, don't care where he Is, we still comin'
    He been heartless, he been tryna kill shit for nothin'
    156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
    I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets and keep on runnin' back
    All this bloodshed, still could never get my brother back
    Wipe my tears with a hunnid racks (racks-racks)
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    Scorey - 156 Hudson
    Released 18/11/2022
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