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Artiste : Real Boston Richey
Titre : Cup Spill
(Jcabz)

Hit it, made the cup spill, Porsche coupe, switch gears
Cut the bitch, fuck tears, pop shit and hit LIV

Dripped up in Denim Tear, I´m still the shit still
Shut up, nigga, and sit still, now tell me where them bricks is (Uh)
Havin´ a bitch like havin´ a safehouse, can´t know where my bitch live
Told my plug don´t send no more of them Bubbas ´til this shit chill, uh
Niggas be out of pocket, they don´t know what poppin´ shit is
You fuck ´round, get your ass killed, I´m tryna tell you, jit, chill

Nigga, shit real, nigga, you too Hoffa
When it come to mafia business, nigga, shit colossal
Eye for an eye, nigga, I´d hate to turn you to a fossil

How I´ma take you serious, nigga? Your ass a known clique hopper
I´m the type of nigga to stand on business even when it´s hard for me
Niggas switched Lil Boston out for dollars, they tryna bargain me
Havin´ plenty thoughts of killin´ niggas that tarnished me
Half of these niggas pussy, I don´t know no nigga that´s hard as me
Fuck a nigga, I don´t need nobody, go in revenge mode
I was raised up different from these niggas, I don´t vent to hoes
Put that money before this shit I believe in, nigga, I´m lettin´ you know
If I can go back and switch the time up, I still´ll flip a ´bow

Uh, these days, I spend my money on buyin´ cars
Boston Richey a couple million up, I ain´t gotta flodge
Not to mention, it´s over a million in my car garage
All these niggas pussy, it´s hard to camoflauge
You would think I´m goin´ back on tour ´cause, nigga, I´m back outside
Niggas think they puttin´ out my torch, nigga, I´m full of fire
Me, I´m certified, with this shit, I´m bonafide
All the niggas I used to hang with, it´s fuck them guys

Hit it, made the cup spill, Porsche coupe, switch gears
Cut the bitch, fuck tears, pop shit and hit LIV
Dripped up in Denim Tear, I´m still the shit still

Shut up, nigga, and sit still, now tell me where them bricks is (Uh)
Havin´ a bitch like havin´ a safehouse, can´t know where my bitch live
Told my plug don´t send no more of them Bubbas ´til this shit chill, uh
Niggas be out of pocket, they don´t know what poppin´ shit is
You fuck ´round, get your ass killed, I´m tryna tell you, jit, chill

Niggas in another nigga business, where your money at?
Niggas speakin´ on Boston business, nigga, I don´t fuck with that
Low life how I´m livin´, nigga, I´m ducked off where them cutters at
Speakin´ up on my business, nigga, that´s type of shit that get you smacked

Every club I hit, nigga, I got it packed, frrt, uh
Everything I lost, nigga, I got it back, mm
Every bitch I lost, I can go and get ´em back
Why you niggas ain´t proud of Boston Richey? I was trappin´ crack
Touched a million cash before the deal if we talkin´ packs
Take me back to thirteen years old, I was tryna catch a hat
Forever tryna slime a nigga out, but I ain´t screamin´ slatt
Hard up on a bitch, she was screamin´, "Boston, cut some slack"
I´m a Hellcat whipper, I won´t push up in a Scat
In the south side of Tallahassee, they´ll bust you for a stack
I´ma think you tryna set me up, you ask me where I´m at

I´m a felon, nigga, but I still gotta keep a gat