vice city stories - rjldiablo lyrics
[verse 1]
livin’ good, live in hood
i’ma live in dub’, when my friend gets out
he’s stuck up in the can and he can’t get out
i can’t stress too much, can’t let my hands sweat out
this is f*ckin’ miami, we might hand the lead out, uh
i’ma live in dub’, when my friend gets out
he’s stuck up in the can and he can’t get out
i can’t stress too much, can’t let my hands sweat out
this is f*ckin’ miami, we might hand the lead out, uh
we don’t f*ck wit’ feds, nah
nah, that’s not who we f*ck wit’ (nah, nah)
and f*ck 12, b*tch, suck d*ck (yeah, haha)
pull up, we might cook ya (yee)
you thinkin’ you the sh*t, but inside, we like, “f*ck ya”
nah, that’s not who we f*ck wit’ (nah, nah)
and f*ck 12, b*tch, suck d*ck (yeah, haha)
pull up, we might cook ya (yee)
you thinkin’ you the sh*t, but insidе, we like, “f*ck ya,” uh (on god)
[chorus]
sometimеs it feels like i’m tellin’ vice city stories
b*tch, i’m from the u.k., and we don’t f*ck wit’ tories
b*tch, i’m in the house, like cory
daddy left for milk, finna find him like dory, uh
sometimes it feels like i’m tellin’ vice city stories (uh)
b*tch, i’m from the u.k., and we don’t f*ck wit’ tories (uh)
b*tch, i’m in the house, like cory (uh)
uh, yeah, b*tch, we in the house, yeah, uh
[verse 2]
huh, haha, b*tch
yeah, tony got the match (match), mash you up, it’s mix*’n*match
(yeah) yeah, and you know we keep a strap (what?)
and yeah, b*tch, we don’t cap, uh
vice city where i’m livin’, pablo escobar with all these k!llings
i’ma spread this to my children, f*ck 12, b*tch, with the lead we filling
vice city where i’m livin’, pablo escobar with all these k!llings
i’ma spread this to my children, f*ck 12, b*tch, with the lead we filling
ayy, i just hooked up with a hooker and i asked for the billing
she said, “25 hundred, baby, or my man’s gon’ do a k!lling”
i said, “f*ck that,” got the strap, and the blood multiplied like children
worked for this money, b*tch, i done made these shillings
ayy, i just hooked up with a hooker and i asked for the billing
she said, “25 hundred, baby, or my man’s gon’ do a k!lling”
i said, “f*ck that,” got the strap, and the blood multiplied, like children
[chorus]
sometimes it feels like i’m tellin’ vice city stories
b*tch, i’m from the u.k., and we don’t f*ck wit’ tories
b*tch, i’m in the house, like cory
daddy left for milk, finna find him like dory, uh
sometimes it feels like i’m tellin’ vice city stories (uh)
b*tch, i’m from the u.k., and we don’t f*ck wit’ tories (uh)
b*tch, i’m in the house, like cory (uh)
uh, yeah, b*tch, we in the house, yeah, uh
[outro]
huh, vice city stories, sometimes it feel like it’s some vice city stories
uh, city stories (brr, brr), uh, yeah, and sh*t the tories, uh
vice city stories, man, i’m telling my very story
my vice city stories, yeah, ayy
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