954

Album cover art for "954" by Rojas On The Beat & Zuvi (PER) & Eugenics (USA)

Rojas On The Beat & Zuvi (PER) & Eugenics (USA) - Rap, Perú

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[Intro] Ayy, Rojas, where you at, shorty? Frost [Verse 1: Zuvi] I got big bands in my pockets, I got the racks on me (Cash) I can never chase no ho, chasin' the bag only On my way to the top, can't go to the bottom Zuvi and Poli, you know our shit poppin' Plan B, I ain't usin' no condom, locked out Hit you with it like Ronda Rousey, you don't see Shawty takes some lana, make her mind up like it's [two on me?] I'm still getting used to how I'm livin', it's like new to me Uno, dos, tre', cuatro, cinco, I speak Spanish fluently I could take your shawty out, I'm divin' with my jewelry (Ice) [Chorus: Zuvi & Polimá WestCoast] Ah, 95 foreigns where I stay, they gon' hate me 'cause I pay Wonderin' what they got to say, ah (What the fuck, what thе fuck?) I got Rojas on a base, told that boy to play the beat (Yah, yah, еh) Man, this ain't no Dr. Dre [Verse 2: Polimá WestCoast] Tengo una 92 pero ninguno puede, yeh (Ah, ah, ah, ah) Tengo la dosis pa' hacer que ese dinero llueva, yah (Eh, oh, oh, ah) Aquí te pagamo', my nigga, de jueve' a jueve', yeh Joven gorila en la jungla, mandrile' se mueven, yeah [?] No quiero coro, ya no quiero na' [?] A mí nadie puede decirme na', eh (Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah) Uno, dos, tres y cuatro, solo no reís de mí, novato Que andan pendiente' a mis paso' Y cuando lanzaré to' mis [?] (Yah, yah, yah, yah) ¿Acaso será que andas pato? (Pah) Solo negocio' retrato (Pah, pah) Me encanta ponerme zapato' (Yah) Anoche soñé [?] (Yah, yah) Te lo dejo porque voy a Gucci y compro otro Yo tengo más dinero que el oro Si no estoy en trap, en un toto Ya no bregamos con negro' flojo', yeah [Verse 3: Eugenics] So for some reason this [?] is so deep and I'm all out of actions (Actions) I cop a new mill and I'm feeling you niggas don't know what's the fractions (Fractions) But would I be willing? The choppa be feeling with all of this traffic I carry from [?], so really, who's capping? (Capping) Really, who's counting? My plug, my accountant My Patek a fountain, yeah, this guala I'm after [?], yeah, these pills so perfection Cannot be like [?], babe, I came in with passion I love when I pull up, you make sure you're full of yourself, oh, we're flexin' To match with my numbers you'll make yourself gullible, but really you're just a distraction Can't use me for sketching, copy my style, break it down like you really a detective You look like a fan with a fetish for me and it's [?] (Ice, ice) [Chorus: Zuvi & Eugenics] Ah, 95 foreigns where I stay, they gon' hate me 'cause I pay Wonder what they got to say, ah (What the fuck? What the fuck?) I got Rojas on a base, told that boy to play the beat (Pah-pah-pah-pah) Man, this ain't no Dr. Dre 954 where I decay, got my savage out today Yeah, you know she go my ways (Ayy) In my city, know I praise, got my tint—, aw man, fuck that shit [Outro] Ayy, Rojas, where you at shorty? Frost

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Credits

Writers
  • Polimá Westcoast
  • Zuvi (PER)
  • Eugenics (USA)