Текст, перевод и аккорды “No Time”
- [Chorus] No time to wait, gotta make cake Keep your burners on bake 'cause the streets ain't safe (4x) [Verse 1] The streets got me layin, same games, no rules 'Bout to go legit, flip quick on these fools I look at hustle, in the long term sense I ain't tryna be stuck with a long term sentence Calculate my moves like I'm Bumpy Johnson Bring it to 'em by surprise, straight dumpin on 'em Mentally I could chalk out your physical Way before you even taught of ever grabbin your pistol I can't wait to get the drop first, and watch it drop first 'Cause you swine like knock words I hit your face, turn your head when I come through My man wanna get at you with the gun fool we maneuver through the hood quicker than light speed The god always hook me up with the tight weed I hit your stance, you pollutin my cypher I'm all in your way 'cause it's my duty to slice ya [Chorus] [Verse 2] Your poor fee is with you Divine justice when the niners hit you Didn't know the half, so I split you It's the righteous don, when I write my songs It's like the quiet storm, till my mic is on And once I got ya, it's too bad, too late It's two of y'all, they'll find your bodyparts in two lakes There's more of y'all, well I'm well prepared To stab you where you bleedin, wipe your lung in my sleeve From the hood to the office, I'm good for a profit Like Kareem with the sky hook, how could you stop it If I got to, I'll send a son or two at you Straight pit, them dogs will turn you to cat food I'm that dude, the one that's callin the shots Went away and came back, niggaz was all in my spot Sheisty niggaz even had their hands all in my pot Gave 'em a group raid and buried them all in one plot [Chorus]
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