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(La Musica de Harry Fraud) Agents stopped me on the jetway Flashing badges before I boarded the plane asking to search my baggage Asking me if I'm in a gang question me quite outlandishly About my main mane just came from the bang Tote Rolexes and diamond chains cause his partner done his thing Set that aside like I said I would my name good We get high as we fly the angels spoke to us Sprinkle that coke on these musical notes Foreign objects float as these Forgiatos roll I get high as the goals I set Championship bring the ladder to the goal I'm gonna cut down the net Pinky ring to my neck Jet Life for the whole stretch Crack number 12, story to tell, Biggie life after death Standard issue sweats, jersey Mitchell & Ness Clyde Drex', I could loan some style to your stylist Style less, zero mileage on those Corvettes we bought Last night two in the morning you could hear us tearing them up like they were dirt bikes Yeah you hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns Songtexte You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns Only spend money on Chevrolets and studio equipment I smoke for free cause I got my own strains nigga A couple of my homies got they own liquor companies I want one too fool that's rubbing off on me Crib got chandeliers and palm trees My life cool as tie-dye long sleeve You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns You hear the pages in the rap book turn White ashes from my jernt as it burns Aus Songtexte Mania