Представляем точный текст композиции "Zero Tolerance (Fuck Them Laws)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Wyte . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Zero Tolerance (Fuck Them Laws)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Wyte передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Wyte - "Zero Tolerance (Fuck Them Laws)"
Lyrics to Zero Tolerance (Fuck Them Laws) : [Verse 1] I got an offering to refuse a five piece a dro for twos Feeling greeky across the color Gs so Im super cool Take a trip to the ATL, holla at my boy Terrel Though thats where he want me to meet him so far situation swell Hit him up as soon as I get in town we go rendezvou Ten for the four is what I got instead of five for two Nervous is bout to back the po pos hotter than an iron skillet Also in the back I got my gat in case I have to peel it Watchin all my mirrors as I make a left on Old Nat Thankin to myself he said eleven where this fool at Bigger mounts of cash, duffle bags I get a tax invasion Last thang in my life that I dont need to add is incarceration Hardest racing and Im racing back and forth all in the van Blue lights everywhere Im high as hell and you couldnt understand Palms are sweaty and my eyes are glued so far into my rearview I see the dude who got the dope and I think he see me too [Chorus: repeat 4X] Its zero tolerance around here (fuck them laws) Its zero tolerance around here (man fuck them laws) [Verse 2] And its all good no ones around he pulled up right beside me We got a room at holiday inn so now he right behind me Its been awhile since we kicked it so its gone be a minute I got a bag full of dough and a four-five up in it Cause I dont know if this fool got something up his sleeve He could be tryin to get me or just fuckin with me I got feelin operation is gonna go as planned Without a site of disturbance to fuck up my demands Exchange was made and now I got the dope up in my hands 10 pounds of dro for four thousand dollars stashed up in the van I tell em holla and I vamp out back to the M I put it in drive and then I glance back one time at him I left the atl at 9:30 no time to waste I got a box of cigarillos began to blaze I hit the interstate pop the hood and caught triple A Six hundred dollars five hundred miles until the bay So fuck them laws [Chorus] [ Zero Tolerance (Fuck Them Laws) Lyrics ]
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