Lyrics 890 Music – 890

890 Lyrics – 890 Music

Singer: 890 Music
Title: 890

Son düzlük rampada risk al
#ss so fat Yolgi Batista
Üstüne bindir kol gibi bass var
Yeni Ray J. Kim K. p#rnstar

Can’t hold us, paradisas
Seç birini yaslan h- yak
Espri değil kompakt restart
Amnesia, don messed up

Bağladım manitana dümdüz kargo
Hareketin ekseri falso
C kasa benzoda sinyal sağ sol
Ara makas içinde tampon

Benimle vs Al Capone’la tango
Yapıtaşı saf bütan ve karbon
Saf m- blunt yap yala bombok
Bass dolu benzoda hatuna kombo

Yeni tavrım net kompleks
Yolgi shiny Kenzo flex
Tanrıya şükredip en zoru seç
God bless you, no context

Bıktım her günüm aynı
Nakitler bitiyor vermiyor sancı [Ya
İçinden geçince tanırsın amcık
Bu benim hikaye değil, yabancı

Gecede şarap ve promil high
Sekiz Yüz Doksan night sky
Altımda makina drive ve by
Yanımda ekip parlayan

Sana vermem ödül
Fiyakam vermez ödün
Bahsetme benden vermem ödül
Sağlam bi’ sigara şimdi gömül

Basıyorum sürekli daha kolay
Gücümle benchim bağ kurar
Yenilmem yenerim rahatım lan
Punch’ım benzer Tyson’a

890, kötü şans
Arbada “Gib Gas”, money talks
Lokman Cadde, trap house
Different faces, yeni tarz

Purple h- yak, deli haz
Durma döndür, vakit az
Yolgi bence bu bi’ şans
Ayaklar havada, yeni dans

Knuckles buckled up, break tempered glass
One foot over their chain link fence
Running’ these streets till I run out of breath
Never ever see ‘em catching my #ss

‘Cause lately I’ve been dreaming eight nine digits
Couple of zeros just minding my business
No idols no heroes, no pastor no witness
I ain’t with the b#llsh#t keep your distance

My hitlist fat like B.I.G
Eight-Nine-Oh we the VIPs
Schooling MCs with these ABCs
Stacking cheese giving b#tches the Ds

I’m crashing the scene b#tch don’t tease me
Middle east Scarface going crazy
I’m going down with my chrome blazing
Cold hearted no soul for the saving

Sekiz doksan yolu buldu
Jetzt ist alles gut
Trap drill, xanny kush
Tırrek giyim, zincir buz

Kalem değil öyle k#m
Semt işi harbi sur
Pendik Crew, bandit group
Bütün gang in the stud [Ya ya

Sar trime prime time
At ardarda restart, at
Sapıtmak da sanat
Kanatlanan anlar

Kanatmaksa maksat [beni
Nişan alman arşa şart
Hep sabit ivmem yukarıya
Bakmam asla aşağıya ya

Her gün hır gür patırtı
Kılı kırk yar, kal ılımlı
Senin koyup da bayıldığın
Benim gırgırda kırıntı

Kızgınım ona da kırdım
Sıkıştı zırt pırt zımbırtı
Yıldırdı hırsını yığdı
Hıncını aldı tımbıllı

Cebimde para var, fazla kirli
8 gang, money, gun, salla tesbih
Camlar yarıda, korkak hepsi
Paçadan çekene mevzu şekli

Kalmaz geride, bol hesaplar
Hepsi çok şeker yumuşaklar
Nike bol ceket ya da Kappa
Yolda tek teker, baba gazla

Camlar yarıda, sigaramla manitan ıslak
Aramamla, herkes hasta
Cowabunga
Pendik hustler, baba gazla

Buldu yaktılar, kafa sabit
Böyle doğdum ah, daha n’apim
Sanki yol mu var? Paso eksi
Hatun altıma doggy flexing

Elimde zarlar, duramam asla
Dengimi pasla, geçemez asla [Ya
890, kafam zoom [ya
Duman hype [ya], Soru sorma [ya, ya, ya, ya, ya

Sekiz Dokuz Sıfır, gang gang gang
Kafam zirvedeyken alayına bang bang bang
Featler akar gider tayfam sanki Man in Black
Bi’ gün globalde alayınız dinleyecek
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890 – English Translation

Recent flatness risk at ramp
#ss SO FATLOY BATISTA
On top of the top there is bass like arm
New Ray J. Kim K. p#rnstar

Can’t HOLD US, Paradisas
Choose someone leaning H- Yak
Not the Compact Restart Not HerPri
Amnesia, Don Messed Up

I hooked Manitana straight shipping
The exer to the movement is FALSO
C Kasa benzoda signal right left
Buffer in intermediate scissors

Tango with me vs al capone
Built-in pure butane and carbon
Pure M- Blunt Yaka Bombok
BASS Filled benzoda line kombo

My new attitude is the net complex
Shiny Kenzo Flex
Choose to God’s most difficult
GOD BLESS YOU, NO CONTEXT

I’m tired of my every day is the same
Cashes don’t give out the ends [Either
Get to get to get to get through the cunt
This is not my story, foreign

Wine and promil high overnight
Eight Hundred Ninety Night Sky
Machine Drive at Me and by
The team is glowing with me

Reward me to give you
Compromise
Mention is award to give it from me
Robust bi ‘cigarette

Printing is constantly easier
Benchim bonds with my power
I’m beating my beat I’m comfortable
My Punch is similar to Tyson

890, bad luck
Arbada “GO GAS”, Money Talks
Lokman Street, Trap House
Different faces, new style

Purple H- Yak, Crazy Jun
Stop stop, time in time
I think the way is this bi ‘luck
Feet in the air, new dance

Knuckles Buckled Up, Break Tempered Glass
One Foot Over Their Chain Link Fence
Running ‘These Streets Till I Run Out of Breath
Never Ever See ‘Em Catching My #ss

‘Cause Lately I’ve Been Dreaming Eight Nine Digits
Couple of Zeros Just Minding My Business
NO IDOLS NO HEROES, NO PASTOR NO Witness
I Ay’t with The b#llsh#t Keep Your Distance

My Hitlist Fat Like B.I.G
Eight-nine-oh we the vips
Schooling MCS with the theme ABCS
Stacking Cheese Giving b#tches the DS

I’m Crashing The Scene b#tch Don’t Tease Me
Middle East Scarface Going Crazy
I’m Going Down With My Chrome Blazing
Cold Hearted No Soul For The Saving

Found eight ninety roads
Jetzt ist alles gout
Trap Drill, Xanny Kush
Risky clothing, chain ice

Pen is not so sand
Harbor Harbi Sur
Pendik Crew, Bandit Group
All gang in the stud [either

Sar Trime Prime Time
Horse Succa Restart, Horse
The art is also art
Winged moments

If it is to be made of the purpose [me
Engagement in German
Always fixed ivmem up
I never look down either

Every day is the curious burden
Forty Yar, stay moderate
You put yours and are also fainting
Crumb in my grind

I’m angry I broke him too
Stinks stuck
Stacked their annual ambition
The HINC has took a tumuly

I have money in my pocket, too dirty
8 Gang, Money, Gun, Salla Rosary
Glasses half, cowardly all
The legislation form from the trunk

No remainder, abundant accounts
All so sugar softs
Nike plenty of jacket or kappa
Single-wheel on the road, with a father

The windows are half, maniating with sigaram
With my call, everyone is sick
Cowabunga
Pendik Hustler, Father Gas

Found they found, the head is fixed
I’ve been born like that ah, more n’apim
As if it’s way? Paso minus
Doggy Flexing Me

Dice in my hand, never stop
Destination Rasa never go past [Ya
890, my head zoom [either
Smoke hype [ya], asking questions [either, either, either, either

Eight nine zero, gang gang gang
Bang Bang Bang Bang to Regiment when my head is on top
Featler Açar Goes Tayfam Aski Man in Black
Bi ‘Your day will listen to the global
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Lyrics 890 Music – 890

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