Donnie Brasco - Ab-Soul, Fashawn, One-2

Donnie Brasco - Ab-Soul, Fashawn, One-2

Год
2012
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
220160

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Donnie Brasco

Ab-Soul, Fashawn, One-2

Because it’s 1−8-7 on a under cover cop

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

(Gotta be made)

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

Because it’s 1−8-7 on a under cover cop

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

(Gotta be made)

Who you think you are?

Donnie Brasco?

He wore a leather coat, Cazal shades

A gold pinky ring, I mean he’s got to be paid

Or maybe he’s a mobster, probably made

Except I never seen him around, ought to complain

But I got the kids info, heard he was a jeweler

From up up the block I thought of my friend Mueller

That would be our introduction

Call it an ice breaker

I brought him a broken watch just to start a conversation

Who am I

Ugh, Young Lefty my name

But I need not explain

Bled blocks with cain

Over 20 something bodies I’m trying to get out the game

So I ain’t got a problem with poppin' one in your brain

Kapeesh

Ride with me but under one condition

Over stand a position this is grown man business

Listen

I can take you under my wing

Or I can take your lights out and let this Desert Eagle sing

Because it’s

Aye Yo, my cousin introduced me to his homie

Who told me about some money making schemes he gone show me

G’s he gone grow me

To help me get started, I thought it seemed like bologna

Thought he was a phony

But then, a couple of weeks past

He calls me on the cell-y and tells me to meet fast

Brought a brief case with a couple of G’s cash

Talked it over with Fash

And gave him the G-pass

He knew all about the spots that we smashed

The robberies, The jewelry, guns, the weed stash

It’s usually easy for me to smell a pretender

At the family meetings he’s a regular member

Deep in our circle, but I follow my intuition

And tried to warn the bosses, they thought that I was trippin'

Told the guard to pat him down, I fear he’s a liar

I put one in his dome, caught him wearing a wire

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