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  • Текст песни Pac Div - Posted

    Исполнитель: Pac Div
    Название песни: Posted
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    Hook: Laid low, in the cut, lamped up -- Posted
    Laid low, in the cut, lamped up -- Posted
    Laid low, in the cut, lamped up -- Posted
    Posted, posted, posted...

    [Verse 1: Mibbs]
    Hey man, I'm posted, laid low, in the cut, lamped up
    Came through in a range rover, nigga, beep beep, nigga, back up
    We four deep, Pac'd up, just in case she act up
    Get stomped out, smacked up, ambulances, fire trucks
    Wired up, high as fuck, making loot, you drying up
    You stay at home, we flying out, you falling off, we climbing up
    And I'm too cool for these ratchet bitches
    Too cool for these average niggas
    Who the-- who the fuck asked you, niggas?
    Vroom vroom, I move past you niggas
    Posted, laid low, in the cut like nigga, what?
    I got an 1/8 to smoke, she got a big ol' butt
    I'm motivating, she motivated
    Damn, that ass is amaz-on, tank top and my J's on
    No chain on, but I stay on, got a magazine with my face on
    And I'm posted!

    Hook

    [Verse 2: BeYoung]
    I said Pac Div in the cut, nigga we been doing good
    Stocking cap or Rodger Zapp, I might keep it super hood
    Old school with the newest wood, I'm posted up and I'm drape down
    We drinking on them chickens, homes, you sending hoes, that paypal
    I bend a corner and break out, Betty Crocker that cake, wow
    Down to earth but I'm spaced out, pound of herb, now break down
    I'm lamping, I'm low-key, my mind be on my business
    I'm remy martin cup sipping, might be out for Christmas
    Might be out at Fox Hills, might be out at Lenox
    Them yellow broads with me like they might be out the Simpsons
    Right beside my pimpin, that's the only way to get it
    Catch a nigga lamped up, only way of living

    [Verse 3: Like]
    Posted, in the cut, low pro, Nate Robinson
    Ballin, D. Wade, Chris Paul, A.I., and I'm hoopin
    Where you been? WHo me?
    Overseas, rocking shows, clocking dough, knocking hoes, smoking trees
    Pounds, Euros, nouns, plural
    Save the tough talk and you clowns are churros
    Sweet boy, we got heat boy, you a decoy, so please quit
    My soldiers have been deployed, you get destroyed, you in deep shit
    Beastin, beastin, solid like Ironman
    And while that iron hot I put that California crease in
    LA, NY, been fly, been flown
    In Rome, been grown, fuck boy, get gone
    We big dogs, yall small fleas, don't bother me with small fees
    Ay, hold up, I'm busy though, I'll call you, don't call me
    I'm posted

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