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Author: Dom Pachino - TiratelaDiMeno.com Testo lyrics parole letras, no chords torrent per Dom Pachino Without Stitches (no suonerie cellulari, scarica, streaming, download) Altre canzoni, testo lyrics - Altri brani pezzi canzoni di Dom Pachino - Accordi chords di Without Stitches Dom Pachino... Scarica MP3, Karaoke Without Stitches... - Correzioni/Aggiunte/Dimmi - Video YouTube di Dom Pachino Without Stitches - Cerca e trova... Dom Pachino / Without Stitches Author: Dom Pachino Song: Without Stitches Album: Power Rulez (tirateladimeno.com) [Intro: Dom Pachino] Yeah, hahahah, Coka King S.I.N.Y., you heard me? [Dom Pachino:] Me, I need the world and, everything in it The cars, the homes, the jewelry, the women And coka so puro, it's looking like white linen I'm a tell you a story, let's start it from the beginning I, dabbled in drugs, in the gravel with thugs I'm the lion in the jungle, that gave birth to cubs Had a nice route, making drop offs at pubs Fiends couldn't get enough, my product they love Most used to sniff it, some cooked it, then smoked it No matter what they did to it, the shit was potent Feds started paying attention, I'm smelling a rodent I had a nice operation, it was getting corroded I was doing pretty well, but no one could tell Can't show it, and let these little snitch niggas blow it Just about to crack a million, I'm well on my way I'm Montana, nigga, in his modern day The name's Dom P, so don't get it twisted They call me Scarface without the stitches Bitches, let's be realistic They call me Scarface without the stitches [Chorus x2: Dom Pachino] Aiyo, guns, drugs, thugs, bitches Cars, homes, snitches and riches Let's be realistic They call me Scarface without the stitches [Dom Pachino:] They would bring it in our boats, have my goats pick it up Have 'em ship it to New York, virtually uncut I break 'em off with a brick, for they trouble or the trip Had a hole already dug if anyone slip I can't accept no mistakes, especially in the click I keep an eye out for jakes, a/k/a as them dicks They be all in my way, trying to fuck up my chips In my cookie dough, they don't know the difference from a pro Or a rookie's flow, I pay the cost to be the boss Plus I brought the snow, like cold season The reason is currency, I stand behind my products Stamped my logo, so they know it's me, with the warface imprint Front the entrance to the exit You know Power Rulez is the system I invented It's not only drugs, it's the music I invented From the grain to the essence, to my next step Now that's my next check [Chorus x2] |