Name: Crack Sandwich
Duration: 4 min 57 s
Description: Слушайте песню Crack Sandwich - JID онлайн с альбома The Forever Story в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:57. Год выхода - 2022

The Forever Story

Galaxy

Raydar

Kenny Mason

Dance Now (feat. Kenny Mason)

EARTHGANG

Can’t Punk Me (feat. EARTHGANG)

21 Savage

Baby Tate

Surround Sound (feat. 21 Savage & Baby Tate)

Kody Blu 31

Lil Durk

Bruddanem (feat. Lil Durk)

Sistanem

Ari Lennox

Can’t Make U Change (feat. Ari Lennox)

yasiin bey

Stars (feat. Yasiin Bey)

Lil Wayne

Just In Time (feat. Lil Wayne & Kenny Mason)

Money

Crack Sandwich

Hip-Hop

Gotta bring it to you cowards and it's gonna be-

Cowards and it's gonna be sicker than all the niggas who-

You can tell a nigga like me ain't never had shit

Zombies in that midnight fog, them boys sic 'em

Fall victim to a gun brawl started over some bitches

Niggas trippin', they taking whatever's given

The irony when a nigga starving, gotta grip the biscuit

Jump the fence, empty all the dishes out your kitchen

If you witnessing the click-click-clickin' they spill the grits

Feel the kick, fuck a fair catch, kill 'em, who tryna take the hit?

First take, go to first base, Stephen A. Smith Wess' on the hip

Or Shannon Sharpe shootin' off the top of the cliff

And if I got to bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be sick

Put in my ten thousand hours while the clock still tick, Zone 6

Me and Izzy was slap boxin', nigga bust my lip

Start fighting lil' brother on some tough guy shit

But if you ever did me wrong he on some "what's right" shit

Bust a left, feel the pressure like the bust pipe drip

Blood red, rum sippin', they ain't cut like this

Mama said, "When you fall down stand up get a bandage"

"I ain't got cheeseburger money, make a sandwich"

"Why you being bad? See, your Dad'll get ya ass whipped"

Somebody involved in stealin', it's on (it wasn't)

When the girl went off on Precious (they're gonna protect you)

The girl went off on Precious and Rosalyn went in

"Oh, for real, I'll see you when you get outside" (exactly, exactly)

That's okay, my fault, my fault (Rosalyn s-, woo)

No, no, no, no, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop (look, uh)

You can tell a nigga like me ain't met a nigga like me

Metaphysical things seen in dreams, what you believe?

I'm a fucking artiste, Artest, with the gun

I can give my world peace, give your world ether

Big dick or grief, I can give your girl either

She could be the, could be the collapse of a kingdom

But Kings gotta peep deceit, word, the Caesar

Remind me to keep receipts, y'all shit weak

I ain't worried that that bullshit leaked

See the volumes it speaks to your broke speakers

Niggas breakin' they back tryna promote some shit that ain't even dope

They ask for my coat when I walk through the door

God knows y'all hoes, y'all shows ain't packin' the door

Crack in the floor, I'on even know niggas rappin' no more

Hard head, scholarship but his school in New Orleans

On the football shit, but in class he on the smart shit (hey)

Black man using his mind, it's a target on your forehead

Make a mark, leave a footprint before marching

Bro graduating so we heading to the blue state (yeah)

Fam celebratin' granny cookin' up a few cakes

Handed a diploma, all the room say, "Hooray"

Tonight'll probably be a movie, what's a Blu-ray?

I got some new Jays and a fade, we hit the section with the football team

It sound cool, but really this a confessional

Twenty minutes in and Precious done went to the restroom

Said they got to hittin' with some women and they 'bout to get kicked out

They ain't even tell us what that shit was about

Was a nigga swing and hit my sister right in the mouth

The bouncer tried to block the door, that way we couldn't get out

But fuck that, the whole team bust that motherfucker down

Now we fighting in the street, it's like ten against twenty-three

I was seventeen swinging on any and everything

Bing bing, seen my brother doin' buddy like a boxin' ring

Ros' got a bitch doing the hair weave sling

So beautiful, beatin' ass was like a family thing

Fightin' together made us tighter in spite of how we would argue and scream

And now we brawling right outside of a party in New Orleans

Pack us inside of a patty wagon, we sardines

To saltine crackers that wanna shackle us in chains (hey)

Lo and behold they held us in the holding cell for six or maybe seven hours

But who's to blame when all of us got the same mind frame?

We like a gang, mom and pop would probably be proud and ashamed

Слушайте песню Crack Sandwich - JID онлайн с альбома The Forever Story в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 4:57. Год выхода - 2022

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