Change – D-block Europe – letras

That’s fuego, FelixCage got that coldI feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming backI cut that coke up into crack, yeah18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeahIf you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah18, I was learning how to cook crackHit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look atTell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksackFeds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)She wanna fly away so I’ma book thatIf I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook thatYeah, let’s fuck tonight ’cause that’s a chance you’ll never get againJust left the jeweler, VVS, my set is wet againI thought that nigga was my dawg but he gave evidenceI spent some thousands on that pussy cah she heaven sentYeah, up at the stove, cover your nose while I cook crackMe and LB hit a lick and then we never looked backHad a shank and some bujj in my book bagTryna explain to my mother that the hood’s madI feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming backI cut that coke up into crack, yeah18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeahIf you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah18, I was learning how to cook crackHit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look atTell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksackFeds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)She wanna fly away so I’ma book thatIf I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook thatI done some crazy shit, I wish I never did thatIf you was eatin’ in my trenches then I woulda got you kidnappedShots up in his body, leaving holes up in his six packI see niggas goin’ crazy just to get their kids and bitch backI was the youngest trap boss so these niggas don’t play with meYoungest zinger in my city, buss down, done it blatantlyI was goin’ cunch, tellin’ mummy that I’m at KB’sIt was me and Adz, goin’ country, selling two of each, yeahI feel a stab up in my back, I got my killers coming backI cut that coke up into crack, yeah18, up in Harrods, no racks, yeahIf you suck it real good I’ma have to buy a bag, yeah18, I was learning how to cook crackHit a lick and never had to look back (Back, yeah)Hundred thousand in my bedroom just to look atTell me where it’s safe so I can put that (Back, yeah)Louis squares, I got some lean inside my rucksackFeds up on my case, don’t ever look back (Back, yeah)She wanna fly away so I’ma book thatIf I beat the pussy up, I don’t mean hook that