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  • Текст песни lote - New York

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    Pass the mic, on my bike, spitting

    Flows outta sight. See the goals to

    Excite, get em wild, get em hyped.

    Get em amped, get em pumped,

    Make em dance, make em jump

    Make em bump, make em bump,

    Make em bump, make em nump.

    This here is just something I do, when I am alone in my room, writing, reciting these jewels.

    I jump and I bump to my tunes.

    The grooves a monsoon taking me over, blowing my senses away, up, up and away through the twilight zone.

    Pass me the rock I'll bring it home.

    No cap, it's a fact, these niggas don't know where it's at.

    These niggas don't know how to rap.

    On my crown in my fitted, I carry these niggas.

    Stepping my, reppin my way up.

    Keep looking out for the danger.

    Keeping my eye on the strange ones.

    Lu kang I'm kick these niggas right into the pit.

    Lote got that gift, talking my shit, rolling my s deplif in my living room sitting behind the computer, or riding scooter.

    It don't really matter, I said I'd be back you embecils thought I playing.

    I'm Major, you Minor, you flat I'm a sharp.

    Hit that Mark on a dime, a bullseye everytime, arrows shatter your spine, or they make you go blind.

    Tell me who will you find to challenge their champ?

    Ambassador wearing my spectacles, Warby to Parker, I'm sharper, a carpenter tagging it up with my marker.

    A shark in these parts.
    Making move with my heart, keep it smart, top shelf a la carte, straight out of the Bronx.


    I'm reppin New York
    Rock timbs in the summer, run with them young gunners, OG I'm a stunner.

    Enough of the talk
    Spit bars like you wanna, deleting your number the day you start fronting

    Got eyes like hawk
    Run em down like a Hunter, pull up in that Hummer, you niggas is done for.


    Forget what you thought
    Show love when I see you, I'm one with the people, we know how to treat you

    I'm reppin New York
    Rock timbs in the summer, run with them young gunners, OG I'm a stunner.

    Enough of the talk
    Spit bars like you wanna, deleting your number the day you start fronting

    Got eyes like hawk
    Run em down like a Hunter, pull up in that Hummer, you niggas is done for.

    Forget what you thought
    Show love when I see you, I'm one with the people, we know how to treat you

    Up here in New York

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