Teksty:
Miles Hunt Club

This for all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya O's Catch a bellin' down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho In ya

read the trail your feet made, each step was deliberately placed. It looks like you know where it leads but I see nothing but leafless frozen trees. About a ? mile

guitarman Don't need a guitarman son So I slept in the hobo jungles I roamed thousand miles of track Till I find myself in Mobile, Alabama At a club

all my thundercats that feel my flow To slang weight, my young guns will steal ya o's Catch a bellin down Lukerson & Hunt de-real a ho In ya top piece

and this water make yo' trunk rattle So if it's beef you searchin fo' I run with poachers who hunt cattle And it don't matter, if you crunk in the club

read the trail your feet made, each step was deliberately placed. It looks like you know where it leads but I see nothing but leafless frozen trees. About a ? mile

and this water make yo' trunk rattle So if it's beef you searchin fo' I run with poachers who hunt cattle And it don't matter, if you crunk in the club

You know I got that purp Chicks waitin' in the car and they poppin' percs And roofies, while Im in the club on the hunt for a groupie To do me and her