Lirik Lagu No Heart - 21 Savage
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Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?Why these niggas cappin' so hard?Why you got a 12 car garage?Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?Petty nigga pussy and I'm hardI turn that fucking soft into some hardI grew up in the streets without no heartI'm praying to my Glock and my card
I sit back and read, like Cat in the hat21 Savage, the cat with the MAC21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the backStuart Little, heard these niggas some ratsPockets full of cheese, bitch I got racksI'm a real street nigga bitchI am not one of these niggas bangin' on waxPussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fireWet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until somebody dieSo many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of JulyYou was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fireSeventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to PanthervilleEighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the fieldNinth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like HolyfieldFast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a dealBad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pillI listen to your raps, thought you was hardYou ain't even street for realNiggas love sneak dissing on twitterThey don't want beef for realAnd all these niggas play like they tough'Till a nigga get killed'Till a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get spilledI'm a at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill'"I been with you since day one, Savage I ain't even hating"So what's up with all that instagram shit?"Savage I was just playin'"Y'all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them HaitiansPull up on you, tie your kids upPistol whip you while your bitch naked"Come on man, Savage you know I always play your mixtape"Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?Why these niggas cappin' so hard?Why you got a 12 car garage?Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?Petty nigga pussy and I'm hardI turn that fucking soft into some hardI grew up in the streets without no heartI'm praying to my Glock and my card
So much dope that it broke the scaleThey say crack kills, nigga my crack sellsMy brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a baleLouis V my bag and Louis V on my beltChain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold upPistol swangin', gang bangin', hold upNiggas actin', like groupies, they don't know usLittle do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?Why these niggas cappin' so hard?Why you got a 12 car garage?Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?Petty nigga pussy and I'm hardI turn that fucking soft into some hardI grew up in the streets without no heartI grew up in the streets without no heart
So much dope that it broke the scaleThey say crack kills, nigga my crack sellsMy brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a baleLouis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
I sit back and read, like Cat in the hat21 Savage, the cat with the MAC21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the backStuart Little, heard these niggas some ratsPockets full of cheese, bitch I got racksI'm a real street nigga bitchI am not one of these niggas bangin' on waxPussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fireWet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until somebody dieSo many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of JulyYou was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fireSeventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to PanthervilleEighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the fieldNinth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like HolyfieldFast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a dealBad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pillI listen to your raps, thought you was hardYou ain't even street for realNiggas love sneak dissing on twitterThey don't want beef for realAnd all these niggas play like they tough'Till a nigga get killed'Till a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get spilledI'm a at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill'"I been with you since day one, Savage I ain't even hating"So what's up with all that instagram shit?"Savage I was just playin'"Y'all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them HaitiansPull up on you, tie your kids upPistol whip you while your bitch naked"Come on man, Savage you know I always play your mixtape"Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?Why these niggas cappin' so hard?Why you got a 12 car garage?Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?Petty nigga pussy and I'm hardI turn that fucking soft into some hardI grew up in the streets without no heartI'm praying to my Glock and my card
So much dope that it broke the scaleThey say crack kills, nigga my crack sellsMy brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a baleLouis V my bag and Louis V on my beltChain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold upPistol swangin', gang bangin', hold upNiggas actin', like groupies, they don't know usLittle do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard?Why these niggas cappin' so hard?Why you got a 12 car garage?Why you pullin' all these rappers cards?Petty nigga pussy and I'm hardI turn that fucking soft into some hardI grew up in the streets without no heartI grew up in the streets without no heart
So much dope that it broke the scaleThey say crack kills, nigga my crack sellsMy brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a baleLouis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
