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PRAY FOR JUSTICE Video (MV)




Performed By: mlbl
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: Michał Bielkiewicz




mlbl - PRAY FOR JUSTICE Lyrics
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Jadę w trasie, weed do studenckiej mieszanki
Paka na gacie, woda, dolewam lean do tej szklanki
Nie mydlę oczu, na serio zbijam te bańki
Na bitce zarabiam, bo twoja klika to są junkie
Shooter, ogień, trafiam zawsze jak Icardi
Fake Gucci dla ludzi, amarene pije z Bacardi
Dokładam kase za masę, pierdolę Nike
Chop co mnie beefuje na streetcie ma obsrane majtki
Kładę check, sam za trzech, to jest swag
Band for band, pisze verse, magic pen
Bangkok gang, roxxa, ej, duża forsa
Moja twarz niepodobna, wsadzę wam kulkę jak kod morse'a
Chyba że twój ziom się obsra
I've been stunning them out
Verse too fly
You can't drown, bad bitches wanna f*ck
I've been letting them out
Can't hold my whip on a parking spot
Racing like a dog, motherf*cker
I will never hit the ground
Boundaries being crossed allot
Codeine crazy, don't need to stop
Had to cut it out, cuz she a bop
Ayo, what the f*ck
Plain shirt, plain shoes
But my Rollie blasting fire
Chain so heavy when I wake up
I always need to cough
That's too tough, yeah
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English

Jadę w trasie, weed do studenckiej mieszanki
Paka na gacie, woda, dolewam lean do tej szklanki
Nie mydlę oczu, na serio zbijam te bańki
Na bitce zarabiam, bo twoja klika to są junkie
Shooter, ogień, trafiam zawsze jak Icardi
Fake Gucci dla ludzi, amarene pije z Bacardi
Dokładam kase za masę, pierdolę Nike
Chop co mnie beefuje na streetcie ma obsrane majtki
Kładę check, sam za trzech, to jest swag
Band for band, pisze verse, magic pen
Bangkok gang, roxxa, ej, duża forsa
Moja twarz niepodobna, wsadzę wam kulkę jak kod morse'a
Chyba że twój ziom się obsra
I've been stunning them out
Verse too fly
You can't drown, bad bitches wanna f*ck
I've been letting them out
Can't hold my whip on a parking spot
Racing like a dog, motherf*cker
I will never hit the ground
Boundaries being crossed allot
Codeine crazy, don't need to stop
Had to cut it out, cuz she a bop
Ayo, what the f*ck
Plain shirt, plain shoes
But my Rollie blasting fire
Chain so heavy when I wake up
I always need to cough
That's too tough, yeah
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Writer: Michał Bielkiewicz
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