Paroles de Nola
August Alsina
West bank, down town, up town
Back in town, king of the city
... we in this bitch, you heard me man
You dont know about where Im from
In o, in the air, gun smoke
Down town where my people
Know some niggas that kill for
Since night hard on the boulevard
Bodyguards need bodyguards
In my city, its too hard
Everyday around here aint Mardi Gras
When you got your visa, you might get your chain snatched
Just might get you kidnapped
Dont act tough, dont get clapped
That dont mean applaud, that mean life gonna be on hard
When them choppers start to spitting
Best believe they wont be missing
Out here niggas hustle, out here niggas grind
Out here niggas muscle, just so they can shine
I aint gonna lie dude, in this here ...
For that bank roll, niggas gonna trap you.
InterprèteAugust Alsina
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