Текст песни 21 Skuba - Sada Baby

21 Skuba

Hold up\nGot that big gun\nWe ain’t reload nun\nThey all hunnid rounds\nBitch we war ready\nWe done woke up with it\nFuck yo attitude\nWe on gang shit\nLike nigga gang gang\nMy niggas hard body\nWe the cult bodies\nAin’t gotta talk bout it\nMy niggas stuck with me\nWe pull up with it\nYou ain’t really bout it\nAll my niggas with it\nI make them niggas feel it, cause I feel like it\nRegular 50 round, use that whole bitch\nPut blood on yo kid, like lil blood that’s yo lick\nLeave blood on yo bitch, she was too close to the chopstick\nLeave blood with no life, he was too close to my\nBig AR with the drum, make a mess\nYoung Skuba Steve, Riochet with the techs\nAll this weed I don’t need nothing else\nAll this lean, I don’t need nothing else\nAll this cheese, I don’t need nothing else\nDon’t need no help, jut me and myself\nGot the eastside belt\nServe that dope off the shelf\nRight in front of 12\nDon’t give a fuck of a hell\nBitch want money oh well\nBitch no deal\nYo sister gone fuck off the bail\nI got raw off the scale\nCooking as well\nCookie gone cover the smell\nYou niggas tell, and most of you niggas frail\nWon’t even waste my shell\nGot that big gun\nWe ain’t reload nun\nThey all hunnid rounds\nBitch we war ready\nWe done woke up with it\nFuck yo attitude\nWe on gang shit\nLike nigga gang gang\nMy niggas hard body\nWe the cult bodies\nAin’t gotta talk bout it\nMy niggas stuck with me\nWe pull up with it\nYou ain’t really bout it\nAll my niggas with it\nPark the foreign\nWalking down\nSS109s\nHawking down\nAin’t no talking loud, after they chalk him out\nAin’t shit to talk about\nGet them coffins out\nWe gone make them understand that this shit ain’t fluke, all this shit was\nplanned\nWe gone get them bands\nTake a chance, and we gone take yo mans\nWhip them grams\nDon’t need extra hands, I just do my dance\nArmstrong yeah, Skuba Lance\nRide out on yo friends\nI can’t have no dope inside my walls because it’s money in them\nStreet king, keep like 3 keys in every other crib\nBunch of clips, I got OG sauce from the mothership\nThuggin it\nThe toughest youngest nigga with me running shit\nGot that big gun\nWe ain’t reload nun\nThey all hunnid rounds\nBitch we war ready\nWe done woke up with it\nFuck yo attitude\nWe on gang shit\nLike nigga gang gang\nMy niggas hard body\nWe the cult bodies\nAin’t gotta talk bout it\nMy niggas stuck with me\nWe pull up with it\nYou ain’t really bout it\nAll my niggas with it