La Brea Boys Songtext
von Akthesavior

Trips to Port of Spain like cocaine
Straight from Venezuela
Better wear antennas niggas Cray
I was out in point
Burning a joint wit my chains
Got a nigga with me
Know the whole city through exchanges
I aint the one to play with
Plus my cousin dem sanctioned
I know it′s been awhile
But some shit is just engraved in
My memory returned
When my bapes touch the pavement
Whats the scene dawg
Every ting normal I'm just hanging
Doubles in the morning No troubles I′m moving calmly
Hit up kushkels for the Ls
He king chronic
Family last name ring bells
It ain't alarming
One umbrella shields an army
My brother know when to call me
Mixing Johnny with the lmb
Got them saying papalaps
When they smell the weed
I could put you on to game
If you follow lead
Had to replenish my roots
And water my seeds
Then put it to a melody


Keep Jah Jah with me
Mi nah gone loose
Mi nah gone loose
Mi nah gone loose
Keep Jah Jah with me
Mi nah gone loose

Always gonna pay my dues dawg
Thats a small ting
Took her to engine room
And then I parked in
Everytime I walk through
I peep em watching
Keys to the bm coop
Sim simmer I'm him
Praises to the high live true
Don′t loose your heart man
Kid super on my suit
Like a young clark kent
Cut hands on my loot
Won′t play that card again
Keep it g want more proof
Gucci the cardigan

I feel more at home when off the continent
Them spicy condiments
Will leave a foreign with a mouth rinse
I cruise the island bent bumping sizzla
Give me a try
Dodging pot holes
One wrong turn you might die
Do you follow
Kfc fresh off the landed
Need it pronto
TnT be so sweet
Still keep ya guard tho
In bed rock I'm blowing loud
Like its a convo
Swauvay lit in all white
Like its a god show
Labrea boys we still motion
We just loading up
16 years its been a while
How you holding up
Making my dust its all bout timing
And I soon erupt
Filling my cup this all inclusive
Bout to get me drunk
Yacht club shit we on the waters
And its clear as fuck
That boy lit
I′m in the party and I'm lighting skunk
Check my fit we talking fly
Then I′m the highest one
Scratch my list my parents good
Ain't have to buy em none
I′m up next stay in my lane
I got drive the dawg
Stay well kept could tell she wet
Its in her eye balls
Till I'm back in TT
Tell em dream free
If they hate
Tell em eat meat uh

Always gonna pay my dues dawg
Thats a small ting
Took her to engine room
And then I parked in
Everytime I walk through
I peep em watching
Keys to the bm coop
Sim simmer I'm him
Praises to the high live true
Don′t loose your heart man
Kid super on my suit
Like a young clark kent
Cut hands on my loot
Won′t play that card again
Keep it g want more proof
Gucci the cardigan