Droppin wage livin good Holdin' steel Glock, but you been a b*tch, suck a thick cock F*ck a Crip walk, hit the trip like in Bangkok Never ever see me ever trip 'bout a lil broad See me on the TV screamin', "B*tch, you a damn fraud" And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like me When i pull up in that Maserati Siapasangka, kini Brian Imanuel yang lebih dikenal dengan nama panggung Rich Chigga sedang merintis karier rap profesionalnya di Amerika Serikat. Sejak merantau ke Negeri Paman Sam, ia sudah bekerja sama dengan sederet rapper papan atas dunia. Sebagaiinformasi sekedar, Rich Brian sempat menggarap soundtrack film The Sailor yang rilis di tahun 2019 lalu dan menjadikan Destin sebagai sutradaranya. Rich Brian mengaku sangat kagum dengan sosok Destin yang dikenal sebagai orang paling suportif, sehingga pelantun lagu Dat Stick itu pun sangat menghormatinya. downloadmp3 dan lirik Rich Brian - Dat Tick Remix [chorus: rich brian] man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' [verse 1: rich Yuksimak lirik lagu "Dat Stick" yang dinyanyikan oleh Rich Chigga. Lirik lagu Dat Stick. Verse 1 12 in the morning, pop shells for a living And berry gon' smell blood trail every minute Rogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'em Every time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'em Sekitartahun 2016 - 2018, Rich Brian tampil sebagai fenomena baru di skena rap lokal dan internasional. Rich Brian ujug-ujug melesat jauh sejak video "Dat Stick" ditonton jutaan orang, termasuk rapper-rapper lawas yang ikut membuat reaksi terhadap videonya. Dengan fenomena Rich Brian tersebut, ia kemudian digadang-gadang jadi jalan baru untuk musik Indonesia ke depannya. Beritadan foto terbaru Rich Brian - Chord Kunci Gitar dan Lirik Lagu Edamame - bbno$ feat Rich Brian : I'm a Big Bag Hunter with The Bow U0RCvQ. Loading... [chorus rich brian] man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ [verse 1 rich brian] don’t give a f-ck, poppin’ bottles in the club tryna f-ck atlanta b-tch but let her lick the pussy up turn your b-tch into a dyk-, finna need her baptized pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes b-tch i don’t care, finna f-ck a b-tch with no protection i be ignant pray to god i’ma die with my nine on my side mothaf-ck cops, bustin’ like a pork, better hide put my d-ck in her mouth, call that shit a metapo cigarettes to my lungs ’til i let the pistol go look into my eyes, tell me what you wanna do fore i k!ll you in the street with the rest of your crew i did this, you know this, the mark on my cheek where the bullet grazed, and it almost took my life forgot what day feels like, i only live at night like a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe [verse 2 pouya] i can’t see, walk, talk, been straight, ho breakin’ ain’t nothin’, the energy i generate the underground underdog ’bout to fall off into another generation i was workin’, bussin’ tables, now i got my own squid on the plate f-ck the fame, baby, i don’t wanna live in back to the m-i-a to the m-i gon’ lay with a ho, face in the c-ke lines toe taggin’ rappers thinkin’ that they’re snappin’ goin’ bar to bar with me is suicide you or i, do or die, baby, don’t even worry about who am i bank account go stupid now you should know about the whip situation ayy tour been feelin’ like a d-mn vacation germ f-cked up, wakin’ up not knowin’ where he at you was blacked out in the d-mn basement [chorus rich brian] man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ [verse 3 ghostface k!llah] yo, i don’t give two f-cks, i blow big bucks strip club, white pussy marks on my black tux ’cause after the party’s the hotel lobby and that b-tch gonna give me more head than steve harvey i keep a duffle bag, not like the money team all c-ked out on a scale of a triple beam nah mean? f-ck a team of guerrillas silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas suitcase, military scopes korean shotty up the sleeve of my coat each slug is like one big egg roll impact, you could lose half of your leg, bro ’cause we don’t play those games franco hit the deck, click, clack, take aim guns never jam, we don’t waste rounds best shot’s behind the ear like chhhk bow [chorus rich brian] man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ man, i don’t give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin’ po i’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin’ do’ yeah Lirik lagu lainnya lirik lagu keith apicary – dreamcast 2 song lirik lagu phat-g – timidite lirik lagu nat dolla kyid – i got you lirik lagu java – loin lirik lagu prosto label – życie wypisane na twarzy lirik lagu van morrison – going down to bangor lirik lagu aimer – nemuri no mori 眠りの森 lirik lagu novaa – skinny dipping lirik lagu oliver mtukudzi – ndinecha lirik lagu nytek – bendo Chord gitar tidak tersedia. [chorus rich brian] man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' [verse 1 rich brian] don't give a f-ck, poppin' bottles in the club tryna f-ck atlanta b-tch but let her lick the pussy up turn your b-tch into a dyk-, finna need her baptized pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes b-tch i don't care, finna f-ck a b-tch with no protection i be ignant pray to god i'ma die with my nine on my side mothaf-ck cops, bustin' like a pork, better hide put my d-ck in her mouth, call that shit a metapo cigarettes to my lungs 'til i let the pistol go look into my eyes, tell me what you wanna do ‘fore i k!ll you in the street with the rest of your crew i did this, you know this, the mark on my cheek where the bullet grazed, and it almost took my life forgot what day feels like, i only live at night like a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe [verse 2 pouya] i can't see, walk, talk, been straight, ho breakin' ain't nothin', the energy i generate the underground underdog 'bout to fall off into another generation i was workin', bussin' tables, now i got my own squid on the plate f-ck the fame, baby, i don't wanna live in back to the m-i-a to the m-i gon' lay with a ho, face in the c-ke lines toe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're snappin' goin' bar to bar with me is suicide you or i, do or die, baby, don't even worry about who am i bank account go stupid now you should know about the whip situation ayy tour been feelin' like a d-mn vacation germ f-cked up, wakin' up not knowin' where he at you was blacked out in the d-mn basement [chorus rich brian] man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' [verse 3 ghostface k!llah] yo, i don't give two f-cks, i blow big bucks strip club, white pussy marks on my black tux 'cause after the party's the hotel lobby and that b-tch gonna give me more head than steve harvey i keep a duffle bag, not like the money team all c-ked out on a scale of a triple beam nah mean? f-ck a team of guerrillas silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas suitcase, military scopes korean shotty up the sleeve of my coat each slug is like one big egg roll impact, you could lose half of your leg, bro 'cause we don't play those games franco hit the deck, click, clack, take aim guns never jam, we don't waste rounds best shot's behind the ear like chhhk bow [chorus rich brian] man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' man, i don't give a f-ck about a mothaf-ckin' po i'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherf-ckin' do' yeah [Chorus Rich Brian]Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'[Verse 1 Rich Brian]Don't give a fuck, poppin' bottles in the clubTryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy upTurn your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptizedPool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyesBitch I don't care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection I be ignantPray to God I'ma die with my nine on my sideMothafuck cops, bustin' like a pork, better hidePut my dick in her mouth, call that shit a metapoCigarettes to my lungs 'til I let the pistol goLook into my eyes, tell me what you wanna do'Fore I kill you in the street with the rest of your crewI did this, you know this, the mark on my cheekWhere the bullet grazed, and it almost took my lifeForgot what day feels like, I only live at nightLike a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe[Verse 2 Pouya]I can't see, walk, talk, been straight, ho breakin'Ain't nothin', the energy I generateThe Underground Underdog 'bout to fall offInto another generationI was workin', bussin' tables, now I got my own squid on the plateFuck the fame, baby, I don't wanna live in to the M-I-A, A to the M-IGon' lay with a ho, face in the coke linesToe taggin' rappers thinkin' that they're snappin'Goin' bar to bar with me is suicideYou or I, do or die, baby, don't even worry about who am IBank account go stupid nowYou should know about the whip situation AyyTour been feelin' like a damn vacationGerm fucked up, wakin' up not knowin' where he atYou was blacked out in the damn basement[Chorus Rich Brian]Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'[Verse 3 Ghostface Killah]Yo, I don't give two fucks, I blow big bucksStrip club, white pussy marks on my black tux'Cause after the party's the hotel lobbyAnd that bitch gonna give me more head than Steve HarveyI keep a duffle bag, not like the money teamAll coked out on a scale of a triple beamNah mean? Fuck a team of guerrillasSilverback stomp out your gang of chinchillasSuitcase, military scopesKorean shotty up the sleeve of my coatEach slug is like one big egg rollImpact, you could lose half of your leg, bro'Cause we don't play those gamesFranco hit the deck, click, clack, take aimGuns never jam, we don't waste roundsBest shot's behind the ear like chhhk BOW[Chorus Rich Brian]Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do'Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin' do' yeah - Rich Brian sebelumnya dikenal sebagai Rich Chigga merilis lagu Dat Stick pada awal tahun 2016. Beberapa bulan setelah Dat Stick rilis, Rich Brian yang merupakan rapper dari Jakarta, Indonesia, video musiknya menjadi viral. Dat Stick juga mendapat pengakuan tambahan saat video reaksi rapper populer yang menanggapi lagu tersebut dirilis. Berikut lirik lagu Dat Stick yang dipopulerkan oleh Rich Brian yang telah ditonton ratusan juta kali. Dat Stick – Rich Brian[Verse 1]Tw-tw-tw-twelve in the mornin', pop shells for a livin'And berry gon' smell blood trail every minuteRogue wave on you niggas, no fail when I hit 'emEvery time I see a pig, I don't hesitate to kill 'emAin't nobody give a fuck about a ruleEither get diplomas or a tool, I'ma cool with my younginsNo bool when I'm sprayin' this K at you fuckasFuck a gang affiliated with nothin' but my name [Chorus]Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherfuckin' do'Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherfuckin' do', yeah [Verse 2]People be starvin'And people be killin' for food with that crack and that spoonBut these rich mothafuckas, they stay eatin' goodDroppin' wage livin' goodHoldin' steel Glocks, but you been a bitch, suck a thick cockFuck a Crip walk, hit the strip like in BangkokNever ever see me have a trip bout a lil’ broadSee me on the TV screamin', "Bitch, you a damn fraud"And you don't wanna fuck with a chigga like meWhen I pull up in that MaseratiBetter duck 'fore ya brain splatter on the concreteI'ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tieLookin' like a thriller, film a bitchI'ma go right back with the clip and I know you be shakin'Don't test me or I might just click at yo noggin Baca Juga Lirik Lagu Low Life – Future ft The Weeknd, Tentang Gaya Hidup yang Hedon [Chorus]Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherfuckin' do'Man, I don't give a fuck about a mothafuckin' poI'ma pull up with that stick and hit yo' motherfuckin' do', yeah.***

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