Sociopath (feat. Young Buck)

Текст песни Brujas Loco - Sociopath (feat. Young Buck)

Roll up Niggas
These niggas can never get rid of me
It's Buck

You know real niggas don't die
Gangsters make the world go round motherfucker

Picked the Harley up on one wheel
Told menace I'm coming up in Compton
It's a done deal

Cookies jars keep my lungs sealed
Bitches buckshot
Pray to god be the ones killed
Brought the neighborhood and gangstas out

A country nigga did it
That's something to think about
Still scraping the ground and low lows only broke hoes

I got rich of the shit you put in yo nose
Chopper on me while I'm sliding down melrose
Watch for hellos, everybody done sell low

Kaki shorts and some long socks
Stroll a figure whole
Getting a bankroll from a known thot

I don't need yours, I brought my own glock
You pussy's played with my name like I'm going to stop?

I only stayed in this game cuz there's no PAC (West Side)
And I'm not finished popping up a few opps

This fucked up world started to change me into a sociopath
Yes I'm a loco mofo or a sweet serial killer on the warpath

Chillin' with those fake frienemies, believe me I'm so done with that
The past is the past, now I see gold and diamonds where I look at

For any hater that try'na take us down, I say good luck
We only see the way to the top and never going to stop

'K zeg nee tegen die COVID pass task en die CST
'K heb liever die account van Metamask met NFT

Wat daj gie ook ame go ask, is 't slecht idee dan zeg 'k nee
Braeburn whisky cask, dronken kech wil dick in 'r snee

Vers van de street, 4 real bringen we 't trill
Loco en Buck fire van Brujas en Cashville
Any hater, shut up, oed je muulle en chill
Of der komen bullets uit de kalash to kill

Fuck it, 'k wil meer dan 1 kech, want ken goeste, ken trek
Dan nog bluv 'k goan, want 'k 'en nie genoeg met 'n few check

Iedereen wil vrede op aarde, maar 't is hier geen Namek
Bij de minste beef sla iedereen hier up mekoar z'n bek

Vele die claimen geef je liefde, dan krijg je liefde terug
Mo kom 't er dan op neer, dan krijg je ier een mes in je rug

This fucked up world started to change me into a sociopath
Yes I'm a loco mofo or a sweet serial killer on the warpath

Chillin' with those fake frienemies, believe me I'm so done with that
The past is the past, now I see gold and diamonds where I look at

For any hater that try'na take us down, I say good luck
We only see the way to the top and never going to stop