DPR ARTIC – POST Lyrics in English have been shown very well in this article, which you can enjoy after reading. This is the lyrics of a very popular song, many people have shown love to this song.
DPR ARTIC – POST Lyrics in English
F**k your balance, I’ll beat it out of you
The toughest of the tough, these bitches
I’ve snatched everything, even the clothes off my back
I’ve pulled forward even the price for my bad style
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
Swooshes on my feet in this concrete jungle
Stepping on smoke, kick ‘n’ push
Torn vintage Stussy
The origin of this smoke from another xxxx
Huh, even in chaos, I’m leading with my pants fit
My smile’s a boobie trap
Block out, I’m all ears
Yours and mine, you’re the second joint
If you dislike, leave, I dislike you too
If you like, come, I trust you too
Is the depth of this stance easy for you?
F**k your opinion
Pray with a beanie, my body’s skinny
My tongue’s the color of night, murky, let’s get it
It’s the B to the A to the D motherfu*ker
My head’s buzzing, lightning, thunder
Keep doing bad, eyes sharp, loose
Geekin’ sippin’ selling high ticket
Destroy your balance, I’ll beat it out of you
The toughest of the tough, these bitches
I’ve snatched everything, even the clothes off my back
I’ve pulled forward even the price for my bad style
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
Who the fu*k are you?
Handing out to all these first-timers
Guess you need a lesson, all you flaunt is bling
Why do you tell me to see ya
It’s okay illusion is free
But sorry, no more business here
Rolled on the streets, what’s the feeling
Don’t know, ninety-nine problems, sitting robbers picking pennies
Kids with snot on the diamonds
When rent day comes, sell it quick
Shooting wildly like Ronaldo
If I luck into a hit song
Gather souls to ride a Mercedes or Beemer
All the same, this one, that one, or the other
Fade out watching
Sneakily stealing clout
Can’t compare to when there’s no money
Don’t grab, so quickly get out
Right now new G just set out
’03 baby, it’s just a matter of time, close and open your eyes, I’m at the front
Destroy your balance, I’ll beat it out of you
The toughest of the tough, these bitches
I’ve snatched everything, even the clothes off my back
I’ve pulled forward even the price for my bad style
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
We got problems
Rebel life
We got problems
B-A-D life
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