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Read the lyrics to American Hip-Hop superstar Kevin Gates’ biographical lyrics to ‘Kiss the Ring’ in English.
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Tink was actin’ different, bad brown-skinned chickas
Kinda in my feelings, I’m in some monster beef
Every whoop realer than bullets
Can’t hustle on my street, police won’t stop us from jiggin’
Picked up on homicide and posted bail in 30 minutes
Self-esteem low, I can’t be seen with dirty tennis
I took Lil’ Ashton back uptown, I’m tryna hurt her kidneys
Phone rang, look, bake it up, I got some work to issue
Real street nigga, I’m the landlord
Approachin’ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil’ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street nigga, I’m the landlord
Approachin’ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil’ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Alright, independent movie time, but we don’t flex
You love your hoe, well, we got next
You got some iron, well, we on deck
I just do it, Nike check, CEO, I write the check
Stalkin’ all my pictures on the ‘gram while you ain’t like it, check
I just shot you in the rental, yeah, you ain’t like it, nigga
Precious Paul on early, bleeds a pair, find an all-white, no tint
New Z-28 Camaros, that’s pressure, alright, get in
Say you see me at the gym at McKinley, why you ain’t get in?
You 12, cocaine my Benz, club specs, collar shirt, my lens
Wait a sec, let me call my ends, give a shit who is not my friend
Come to think about it on the real, no matter what, gotta stand on ten
Lotta niggas say they gon’ kill, but me and you know who gon’ kill
Real street nigga, I’m the landlord
Approachin’ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil’ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
Real street nigga, I’m the landlord
Approachin’ me, you kiss the ring, but keep your hands off
My lil’ one hold a shot with the ten roll
Top lieutenant bump the hip to drop the bands off
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