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Going Bad Karaoke - Meek Mill & Drake

To nagranie jest coverem Going Bad rozsławionym przez Meek Mill
feat. Drake

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About

Z wokalem (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo takie jak w orginale: 86 BPM

Tonacja taka jak orginał: Hm

Czas trwania: 02:55 - Podgląd na stronie: 01:07

EXPLICIT LYRICS

Data wydania: 2018
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, W języku angielskim
Słowa oryginalne: Robert Rihmeek Williams, Drake, Wesley Tyler Glass, Westen Broek Weiss

Wszystkie dostępne do pobrania pliki to backing tracks, a nie oryginalne utwory.

Tekst Going Bad

Yo
Jeez, jeez
Back home, smokin' legal
I got more slaps than The Beatles
Foreign shit runnin' on diesel, dawg
Playin' with my name that shit is lethal, dawg
Don Corleone
Trust me, at the top it isn't lonely
Everybody actin' like they know me, dawg
Don't just say you're down you gotta show me
Bring the clip back empty
You asked to see the boss so they sent me, dawg
I just broke her off with a ten-piece, dawg
That ain't nothin', I'm just bein' friendly, dawg
It's just a lil' ten-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall doesn't mean that we're involved
I just what, I just uh
Put a Richard on the card
I ain't grow up playin' ball but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball 'till you fall when your back against the wall
And a bunch of niggas need you to go away
Still goin' bad on 'em anyway
Saw you last night but did it broad day
Yeah, lot of Murakami in the hallway, what
Got a sticky and I keep it at my dawg's place
Girl, I left your love at Magic now it's all shade
Still goin' bad on you anyway
I could fit like eighty racks in my Amiris
Me and Drizzy back-to-back it's gettin' scary
If you fuckin' with my opps just don't come near me
Put some bands all on your head like Jason Terry
Uh, Richard Mille cost a Lambo
Known to keep the baddest bitches on commando
Every time I'm in my tra
I move like Rambo
Ain't a neighborhood in Philly that I can't go
For real
She said oh, you rich-rich
Bitch, I graduated call me Big Fish
I got Lori Harvey on my wish list
That's the only thing
I want for Christmas
Uh
I've been had my way out here yeah, know that's facts
You ain't livin' that shit you say yeah, we know that's cap
You ain't got to ask me when you see me, know I'm strapped
DC, OVO, we back again, we goin' plat'
It's just a lil' ten-piece for her
Just to blow it in the mall doesn't mean that we're involved
I just what, I just uh
Put a Richard on the card
I ain't grow up playin' ball but I'll show you how the fuck you gotta do it
If you really wanna ball 'till you fall when your back against the wall
And a bunch of niggas need you to go away
Still goin' bad on 'em anyway
Saw you last night but did it broad day

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