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Bobby Kritical I been ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Yeah Slidin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Nowadays they call me 650 Luc 650 Luc, 650 Luc Ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe I don't fuck wit' strangers Got a bad attitude Lot of anger yeah For that brown bag, you get ate up When you down bad, they don't save us Had to hustle for everything a nigga got On my Pops Big brother fuckin' up Grandmama pots That boy hot In tha kitchen playin' wit' all that damn fire Young boy got that pole on him Know that boy'll ride If a nigga say I told on him Then that boy a lie Death before dishonor SongtexteI'ma be like that until I die Gotta be careful out here I can not skress that shit alot God blessing me a lot Thanks for gettin' me off that block Yeah I been ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Yeah Slidin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Nowadays they call me 650 Luc 650 Luc, 650 Luc Ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Dreamin' 'bout that 745 Grandma still fightin' for her life, yeah Uh, I been down bad, but I been tryin' Pockets dry I done gave away too much of mine But I'ma be just fine I don't even remember the last time I paid my rent on time We ain't got no gas, and it ain't hot But we still survived ? went to jail for his first time They still gave him 9 And we didn't even ask the Lord why My man still alive All these court cases got me traumatized And all this money talkin' got my tongue tied And kickin' doors got my lil' cuz' 5 I been paper chasin' for a long time I been ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Yeah Slidin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Nowadays they call me 650 Luc 650 Luc, 650 Luc Ridin' in that 650 coupe 650 coupe, 650 coupe Aus Songtexte Mania