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Gold & Chrome Lyrics - Artist : Curren$y
(I know, I know)
Yeah, yeah La-da-da, da-da, da East Side on mind, just like every time La música de Harry Fraud Yeah (I know, I know) When my son is full grown May he roll on gold and chrome In a Chevy sittin' low Just like his pops did before the world closed '57 in the paint shop, gettin' straightened out I'm slidin' in a Caprice right now '84 with the rag top Sittin' on the porch at gram's house, watchin' parades roll by Whole time nobody knowin' in about a month, this whole way of life'll be over, time frozen No more high fivin' your homies, with your palms open You gotta watch who you go home with, watch who you smoke with When my son is full grown May he roll on gold and chrome In a Chevy of his own Just like his pops did before the world close When my son is full grown May he roll all gold and chrome In a Chevy of his own Like his pops did before the world closed You gotta watch who you smoke with, who you go home with Being smart's synonymous with germophobics When it's hot as it just got I lost a partner to the virus and a month ago, I seen him cruisin' The block Like the murders wasn't enough, some other shit fuckin' with us These crooked cops will put your dead body in cuffs That's why I play the cut, tucked in the crib watchin' UFC fights Without the crowd noise, the shit don't feel right When my son is full grown May he roll on gold and chrome In a Chevy sittin' low Like his pops did before the world close When my son is full grown May he roll on gold and chrome In a Chevy of his own Like his pops did before the world close NBA games being played in a biosphere How the fuck did we get here? Everything weird I'm sure change gon' take some years But I hope it all clear before my son hit the streets, tryna shift gears Rollin' with his peers, smokin', you know how it is I'm just keepin' it real Yeah, 'cause if he's anything like pops He gon' take it to the top and I'm gon' watch When my son is full grown May he roll all gold and chrome In a Chevy sittin' low Like his pops did before the world close When my son is full grown May he roll all gold and chrome In a Chevy of his own Like his pops did Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches baby We smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures |
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