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    El Hitta – Aww Yea [2018]

    Künstler:
    El Hitta

    [Intro]
    R-R-RJae on the track
    Aw yeah
    Hitta
    Aw yeah
    Aw
    Ayy

    [Chorus]
    Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
    Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah
    Bad ass kid after school
    In the cut with a tool, yeah
    Mama said, “Listen here, boy
    I don’t want you standing over there”
    Few niggas that’s from the land
    They can’t even come around here
    In this game, I ain’t playin’ fair
    Everything cost that I wear
    Stone cold ice on my bracelet
    With a chain like Ric Flair
    Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
    Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
    Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
    Had points to prove, aw yeah

    [Verse 1]
    People steady thinkin’ it’s a game
    Till they whole life rearranged
    Brains on his shirt, he a stain
    Thought we had a bond like James
    Got me a bitch that I’m focused on
    These hoes can’t entertain
    Look up at the star that I became
    Now the world think that I changed
    Why I name this “Aww Yea”
    And I feel like it shouldn’t be no arguin’
    I’ma real nigga, aw yeah
    Never put much songs on the market
    She was irritating, aww yea
    Put her ass clean on the blocklist
    Luck real good, aww yea
    Seven days a week, yea my palm itch (Ahh)
    Bitch nigga you a die
    And I made sure we situated
    Call me El Hitta number 5
    In the AM eatin’ pancakes with a bowl of grits on the side (Uh)
    I’ma live me a long ass time lil’ nigga

    [Chorus]
    Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
    Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah
    Bad ass kid after school
    In the cut with a tool, yeah
    Mama said, “Listen here, boy
    I don’t want you standing over there”
    Few niggas that’s from the land
    They can’t even come around here
    In this game, I ain’t playin’ fair
    Everything cost that I wear
    Stone cold ice on my bracelet
    With a chain like Ric Flair
    Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
    Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
    Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
    Had points to prove, aw yeah

    [Verse 2]
    You don’t know shit about being the one, do you? (Ayy)
    But you knowing a lot about bitin’ your tongue, do you? (Ayy)
    Do you know how to eat without droppin’ a crumb, do you? (Ayy)
    Why you have to change? I ain’t did none to you (Naw, naw)
    I was the one that chose this life
    I was the one denying advice
    I was the one stop praying to Christ
    Then after that start lookin’ for Christ
    I was the one that put up a fight
    Posted on Trumbull steady screamin’ lights
    I was the one not being polite
    I was the one, ayy
    My society full of gunsmoke
    My mom said, “Hitta, son, go”
    Was introduced to the jungle
    I think I got it from my uncle
    I was the one
    I was the one being a hard head
    Groovy lil’ hard head
    Ain’t got a dad but I’m still a hard leg

    [Chorus]
    Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
    Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah
    Bad ass kid after school
    In the cut with a tool, yeah
    Mama said, “Listen here, boy
    I don’t want you standing over there”
    Few niggas that’s from the land
    They can’t even come around here
    In this game, I ain’t playin’ fair
    Everything cost that I wear
    Stone cold ice on my bracelet
    With a chain like Ric Flair
    Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
    Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
    Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
    Had points to prove, aw yeah
    Treat me like a fool, aw yeah
    Lot of shit to prove, aw yeah
    Bad ass kid after school
    In the cut with a tool, yeah
    Mama said, “Listen here, boy
    I don’t want you standing over there”
    Few niggas that’s from the land
    They can’t even come around here
    In this game, I ain’t playin’ fair
    Everything cost that I wear
    Stone cold ice on my bracelet
    With a chain like Ric Flair
    Beanie Sigel, feel it in the air
    Keep a pole, gotta stay aware
    Groovy ass dude, aw yeah
    Had points to prove, aw yeah

    [Outro]
    Aw yea
    Made it through the struggle, aw yeah
    Not a fuck nigga ain’t give me nothing, naw
    Stood 10 toes down (Ah)
    Aw yeah
    Love my whole team, aw yeah
    Ballin’, fuck nigga (Ah, Hitta)
    I should get a ring, aw yeah


    Künstler:
    El Hitta


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