Grapes Lyrics – James Ferraro
Singer: James Ferraro
Title: Grapes
That’s that bag
N—as are speak- speakin’ slang
N—as has changed
Damn right I changed, n—a
You damn right I changed cause I seen some sh#t
Seen some sh#t, seen some sh#t
A n—a’s actin’ innocent
While you n—as playin’ in the
Yeah we seen some sh#t, yeah, doin’ some sh#t
In a Nissan black tinted windows
N—as pulled up, heavy metal, me- metal
In a black Nissan, black tinted windows
N—as pulled out, flexin’ heavy metal, me- metal
N—as got that tool, make it level, le- level
Turn your to dust, the devil
Ask the devil n—a, ask the devil
White n—as roaches
N—as in these streets actin’ roach
N—as in the streets, b#tches, you dopes
It’s hell on earth
Let it rain b#tch, let the sh#t rain
Into flames, into flames
Into flames b#tch, lost my name
Lost my name, yeah, were in the streets
N—as steady creep
We don’t lurk more
N—as put that hurt more
N—as, yeah, straight n—as
For that bike, for the J’s, for that chain
For that bike, for the J’s, for that chains
Got the pockets on, full of change
Stop the hate
Yeah, you hate, f#ckin’ hate
I’m on the block, n—as spittin’ black caucasian
Black caucasian, it’s that god mixed with demon
N—as seemin’ kinda sketchy, b#tch you sus
b#tch you sus, you suck, why you sus
f#ck is you? the f#ck is you? b#tch, bang bang
Bang bang
In the streets
In the streets baby
Little
Little ones
Let’s do this for the little ones baby
Let’s do this for the children
Yeah, doin’ this for the kids
Yo, I might catch a bid
Doin’ it for the kids
b#tch I might catch a bid
Who the f#ck is you?
b#tch, never heard you doin’ this sh#t
b#tch, throwin’ hands, throwin’ hands
Goin’ ham
On the track, n—as put the tears
Hit the street, got these tears runnin’ down my face
Runnin’ down my face
Street lights, street lights
Snowflakes, shed the snowflakes
No place, no place, uh
5 for 10, no place, uh
2 for 20, no place
4, 5, 6 on the strip
Block boys, block boys
C-section scars
On the boulevard, blonde weave, blonde weave
Barely 18, yeah she flippin’ checks
Flippin’ checks
Yeah she flippin’ checks for the chips
And that squad, and that’s on squad
And that’s on squad, ain’t sh#t that wavy n—a
You in the wrong hood n—a
Misunderstood youth
c#ck and shoot
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