RetcH, Roc Marciano - DUBS & LOSSES lyrics
[RetcH, Roc Marciano - DUBS & LOSSES lyrics]
Yo, uh, high water pressure shower hit
From all angles
My shorty stepping out in nothing
But some gold bangles
Waiter asked me 'bout dessert, I told him
"No thank you" i got a plate with that pack
I'm like Criss Angel
Wake up with your bitch, drink some OJ
I'm in Dolce when I pull
Up where your ho stay
That's why these niggas riding dick
Like a dollar bus when we was younger, man
It started out a lot of us
But life run it's courses, nigga
Wins and losses
I seen cells, I seen coffins
I want Benz and Porsches get 5 mil today
I'm going to get the Lambo truck
Get on that stage, every time
I'm bigging Yambo up, uh
Rest in peace Fredo, shoutout
Chief and Tadoe, uh
Ballout, that's the homie, L'A though
On Blood Money
White tees where they hanging out
Ain't leave the guns at the house though
We bring 'em out
I did some shit could get me
Sent that I can't speak about sLAP program
Let my niggas spend a weekend out
Going to trial
That's the toughest shit I ever did
Nigga pointing from the stand right
In front my kid same nigga that I used to
Call my fucking brother
Couldn't be closer if we had
The same fucking mother
But life run it's courses, nigga
Wins and losses faced the opposition often
I ain't never forfeit
Uh, no surrender, no retreat
Am I my brother's keeper? Yes indeed
Can't no cheese come between us
Like Nino and G
Time'll tell, we gon' see what it's gon be
Niggas gon' bleed
Dubs and losses, dubs and losses
Now the Lambo got 800 horses
Yeah, very clean
Yo, with the stub, rude awakening
Stick you for your jewels, dude
We taking 'em
Can't move in the same space I'm in
Hop in the coupe, shake Jake and 'em
Check the shape I'm in
The breaks, we came for them
We had stake in them
Pistol whip the lame, push his facial in
And mix it 'caine to the ankle 'em
The wrist game had every angle lit
Bitch playing with a bangle, kid get mangled
Slid with your bitch, I finagled it
Don't get your mango split
Your Kangol won't fit
And then I dip like I'm finger rolling it in
You already know what it is
Don't stick your nose in my biz
You get whipped
Now go get a switch, I'm the same
I never switched
This game, I was heaven sent
Shit was hectic, I did my James Evan stint
But kept some change ever since, uh
These ain't just records
I really check your chin motherfucker
Uh, no surrender, no retreat
Am I my brother's keeper? Yes indeed
Can't no cheese come between us
Like Nino and G
Time'll tell, we gon' see what it's gon be
Niggas gon' bleed
Dubs and losses, dubs and losses
Now the Lambo got 800 horses
Yeah, very clean
From all angles
My shorty stepping out in nothing
But some gold bangles
Waiter asked me 'bout dessert, I told him
"No thank you" i got a plate with that pack
I'm like Criss Angel
Wake up with your bitch, drink some OJ
I'm in Dolce when I pull
Up where your ho stay
That's why these niggas riding dick
Like a dollar bus when we was younger, man
It started out a lot of us
But life run it's courses, nigga
Wins and losses
I seen cells, I seen coffins
I want Benz and Porsches get 5 mil today
I'm going to get the Lambo truck
Get on that stage, every time
I'm bigging Yambo up, uh
Rest in peace Fredo, shoutout
Chief and Tadoe, uh
Ballout, that's the homie, L'A though
On Blood Money
White tees where they hanging out
Ain't leave the guns at the house though
We bring 'em out
I did some shit could get me
Sent that I can't speak about sLAP program
Let my niggas spend a weekend out
Going to trial
That's the toughest shit I ever did
Nigga pointing from the stand right
In front my kid same nigga that I used to
Call my fucking brother
Couldn't be closer if we had
The same fucking mother
But life run it's courses, nigga
Wins and losses faced the opposition often
I ain't never forfeit
Uh, no surrender, no retreat
Am I my brother's keeper? Yes indeed
Can't no cheese come between us
Like Nino and G
Time'll tell, we gon' see what it's gon be
Niggas gon' bleed
Dubs and losses, dubs and losses
Now the Lambo got 800 horses
Yeah, very clean
Yo, with the stub, rude awakening
Stick you for your jewels, dude
We taking 'em
Can't move in the same space I'm in
Hop in the coupe, shake Jake and 'em
Check the shape I'm in
The breaks, we came for them
We had stake in them
Pistol whip the lame, push his facial in
And mix it 'caine to the ankle 'em
The wrist game had every angle lit
Bitch playing with a bangle, kid get mangled
Slid with your bitch, I finagled it
Don't get your mango split
Your Kangol won't fit
And then I dip like I'm finger rolling it in
You already know what it is
Don't stick your nose in my biz
You get whipped
Now go get a switch, I'm the same
I never switched
This game, I was heaven sent
Shit was hectic, I did my James Evan stint
But kept some change ever since, uh
These ain't just records
I really check your chin motherfucker
Uh, no surrender, no retreat
Am I my brother's keeper? Yes indeed
Can't no cheese come between us
Like Nino and G
Time'll tell, we gon' see what it's gon be
Niggas gon' bleed
Dubs and losses, dubs and losses
Now the Lambo got 800 horses
Yeah, very clean