Come and go
Thirty round clip на мой glock. Пять кирпичей на мой блок.
Той baby нужен мой нал, булим wop non stop.
Мой дом это джунгли и я джуманджи.
DJ Tape! Эй!
Мой дом это джунгли и я джуманджи.
Fake wiggers флексят, но они не G.
У меня есть я и нет алиби.
У меня есть бары, но не о любви.
Bitches come and go, easy come and go.
Clout come and go, бабки come and go.
Go Tape go, liquor come and go.
Никотин go и я кричу: "Bingo!"
В моей голове boof, я как Винни-Пух,
Броник bulletproof и он укрепляет дух.
Ты п**дишь про тру и все shoot is coming through.
.223 не ведомый на х*йню.
У меня есть trap, это стёртый Smith & Wesson.
Показал им lesson, Tape LaFlare профессор.
DimeBag везет bag и там очень много веса.
Поджигаю кэс и мы изгоняем беса.
Дай мне loot, hunnid' band joo.
Если все good, то Москва как Hollyhood.
И мой сквад это blood, блант как hula hoop.
И твой гаш как-будто
Feel that robbin' good, robbin' robbin' hood.
Robbin' robbin' hood и Lil Tape как Робин Гуд.
Десять тысяч на запястье, у меня есть powder,
Меня косит после лина будто.
Десять тысяч на запястье, у меня есть powder,
Меня косит после лина будто Eifel tower.
Аура Боб Марли, платье это чистый power.
Я работал everyday на twenty four hour.
Bitches come and go, но мне нужен только gold.
Hood story teller, greatest story ever told.
У тебя есть ствол, homie какой толк?
Бриллианты на запястье и они пляшут c-walk,
Homie.
C-Walk, homie.
Stay woke, homie.
[English translation of «Come And Go»]
[Intro: Big Baby Tape]
Thirty round clip in my Glock (Phr-r)
Five bricks on my block
That babe needs my cash (Ha)
Pulling wop non-stop
My home is jungle and I am Jumanji (Hey)
**DJ Tape**
[Chorus: Big Baby Tape]
My home is jungle and I am Jumanji (Hey)
Fake wiggers flexing, but they are not G (Hey)
I have me, no alibi
I have bars but not about love (Hey)
Bitches come and go, (Hey)
Easy come and go, (Hey)
Clout come and go, (Hey)
Money come and go, (Hey)
Go, Tape, Go, (Hey)
Lean like flamingo, (Hey)
Nicotine draw and I am screaming: «Bingo!» (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
[Verse 1: Big Baby Tape]
Boof is in my head, I am like Winnie the Pooh
Flak jacket bullеtproof, and it reinforces the soul (To, to)
You arе talking about true, and all shooters coming through (To-to-to-to!)
.223, undriven on shit
I have a strap — it is a worn «Smith & Wesson»
Showed them lesson, Tape LaFlare — professor
Dimebagg is bringing bag, and there's a lot of weight there
I am lighting gas, and we are casting out demon
Give me the loot, Hey, hunnid' band jugg (Band jugg)
If all good, then Moscow is like HollyHood
And my squad is a plug, blunt is like hula hoop
And your hashish is like bud, and Tussin is like mud (Hey, hey)
[Bridge: Tape LaFlare]
Feel Tape robbin' good
Robbing, robbing hood (Hey)
Robbing, robbing hood
And Lil Tape is like Robin Hood (Hey)
Ten grand on my wrist
I have powder (Ski-ski, Ski-ski)
I was skewed after lean like (Ha, E, Hey)
[Verse 2: Tape LaFlare]
Ten grand on my wrist, I have powder
I was skewed after lean like «Eiffel Tower»
Bob Marley's aura in blunt — that's pure power (Pow)
I worked everyday on twenty four hour
Bitches come and go, but i only need gold
Hood storyteller, greatest story ever told
You got a stick, homie, what's the point?
Diamonds are on wrist, and and they are dancing c-walk, homie
[Outro: Big Baby Tape]
Hey, ya, c-walk, homie, hey, hey (Bling-blaw)
Tape-walk, homie, hey, ya
Hey, c-walk, homie
Ya, ya walk, homie