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Los - Текст песни Over
[Verse 1: Los]
 I'm really on my bullsh*t, I'm an asshole
 The way a n*gga shining, I don't even have a shadow
 I'm too bright to follow, your boo like to swallow
 She come rub my wood first, do like Apollo
 You too light, too shallow, who you call fight here?
 Any less feeling and your raps would be a light beer
 I got 'em by a light year, and yeah I really got it
 You the last day of a period, n*gga you barely spotted
 I'm murder on a notepad, your favorite rappers toe-tag
 And jewelry, Louie V shoe, belt, coat, bag
 Fresh off the boat swag, wavy than a motherf*cker
 My raps Roc (rock) Nations, no Jay-Z in this motherf*cker
 Okay, n*gga get ya weight up, you frail and embarrassing
 You ain't nothing like Los, you pale in comparison
 Never go against Los, hail him and cherish him
 I'm soning rappers, how the f*ck I fail to encourage 'em?
 Your garments is awful, try to shop where I shop
 Your pockets'll break fast, omelets and waffles
 Make bread, break bread, I bring mine to dinner
 Hit the Gucci store and cop the spring line in the winter
 I buy what you lease out, you dream what I rent out
 Basement ass n*ggas always screaming at the penthouse
 Piss me off, I'mma start naming n*ggas now
 And anybody can get it like I'm aiming in the crowd
 Put a lion in a cage, you can't tame him if he wild
 You can strap me to a gurney, you can chain a n*gga down
 If a gangster n*gga quiet, and the lamest n*ggas loud
 Then a silence on the scope and I'm aiming for the crown
 Motherf*cker
 [Hook]
 I see way too many haters here right now
 That I didn't see last year, who the f*ck are y'all?
 I swear it feels like the last few monthsLos - Over - http://ru.motolyrics.com/los/over-lyrics.html
 They been overlooking me but I feel on that enough in the mall
 So what are you doing? What are you doing?
 You ain't doing sh*t if you ain't signing me
 'Cause I'm doing me, I'm on the top right now man
 And this where I'm gon be till it's over
 Till it's over and your career is over
 [Verse 2: Los]
 Okay, shout out to my n*ggas that was really in the feds
 That been f*cking with me since I ripped A Milli in shreads
 When the Glock click, my click was really getting bread
 Benz, cool Range Rov, hit him in the head
 When it come to the flow, I kill a n*gga dead
 Like bears if you catch any gorillas in your bed
 I ain't finna get his scrilla, n*gga silly in the head
 Hit the rap game, make a couple milli then I fled
 Then I'm long gone, N-Y, M-I-A, Hong Kong
 DC, A-T-L on chrome, no dome
 Wherever I ride, wherever I slide
 I'm good, I'm gritty wherever I drive
 I'm clever, I'm better forever, I'm fly, if ever you by my side
 Just pick up a pen and a pad and I'll leave you some swag
 Then you can brag and back up all that talk you got
 Telling n*ggas all that heart you got
 You say you the Uno, you know we pull n*ggas cards a lot
 Boy don't even start it, stop, please don't get me started, stop
 'Cause soon as I start it, stop, I wreck sh*t from start to stop
 From the day they left my father shot
 Yeah that was my baddest year, my worst and my saddest year
 But I am still standing here, now let's get my status clear
 N*gga, I am over everything like the stratosphere
 N*gga
[Hook]










