Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees (en) şarkı sözleri
by 69
Uh, me and my niggas tryna
get it, ya bish (Ya bish)
Hit the house lick: tell me, is you
wit' it, ya bish? (Ya bish)
Home invasion was persuasive
(Was persuasive)
From nine to five I know it's
vacant, ya bish (Ya bish)
Dreams of livin' life like rappers
do (Like rappers do)
Back when condom wrappers wasn't
cool (They wasn't cool)
I fucked Sherane and went to
tell my bros (Tell my bros)
Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn"
came on ("Let Burn" came on)
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen,
ya bish (Ya bish)
Park the car, then we start
rhymin', ya bish (Ya bish)
The only thing we had to free
our mind (Free our mind)
Then freeze that verse when we see
dollar signs (See dollar signs)
You lookin' like a easy come-
up, ya bish (Ya bish)
A silver spoon I know you come
from, ya bish (Ya bish)
And that's a lifestyle that we
never knew (We never knew)
Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison, tell
me what you doin'
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of
the gun lives forever
(The one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day
This-a-way, that-a-way
Through canals and alleyways,
just to say
Money trees is the perfect
place for shade
And that's just how I feel
Nah, nah
A dollar might just fuck
your main bitch
That's just how I feel, nah
A dollar might say fuck them
niggas that you came with
That's just how I feel, nah, nah
A dollar might just make
that lane switch
A dollar might turn to a
million and we all rich
That's just how I feel
Bump that new E-40 after school
(Way after school)
You know, "Big Ballin' With
My Homies" (My homies)
Earl Stevens had us thinkin'
rational (Thinkin' rational,
that's rational)
Back to reality, we poor,
ya bish (Ya bish)
Another casualty at war,
ya bish (Ya bish)
Two bullets in my uncle Tony
head (My Tony head)
He said one day I'll be on
tour, ya bish (Ya bish)
That Louis Burgers never be the
same (Won't be the same)
A Louis belt that never ease that
pain (Won't ease that pain)
But I'ma purchase when that day is
jerkin' (That day is jerkin')
Pull off at Church's, with Pirellis
skirtin' (Pirellis skirtin')
Gang signs out the window,
ya bish (Ya bish)
Hopin' all of 'em offend
you, ya bish (Ya bish)
They say your hood is a pot
of gold (A pot of gold)
And we gon' crash it
when nobody's home
Be the last one out to get
this dough? No way!
Love one of you bucket-
headed hoes? No way!
Hit the streets, then we
break the code? No way!
Hit the brakes when they
on patrol? No way!
Imagine Rock up in them projects
Where them niggas pick your pockets
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings
Liquors spillin', pistols poppin'
Bakin' soda YOLA whippin'
Ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin'
My homeboy just dome'd a nigga
I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with cocaine residue
Every day I'm hustlin'
What else is a thug to do
When you eatin' cheese
from the government?
Gotta provide for my daughter n'em
Get the fuck up out my way, bitch
Got that drum and I got them bands
Just like a parade, bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes
Hope them boys don't see my stash
If they do, tell the truth
This the last time you
might see my ass
From the gardens where
the grass ain't cut
Them serpents lurkin', Blood
Bitches sellin' pussy,
niggas sellin' drugs
But it's all good
Broken promises, steal your watch
And tell you what time it is
Take your J's and tell you to kick
it where a FootLocker is
In the streets with a heater
under my Dungarees
Dreams of me gettin' shaded
under a money tree
Kendrick, just bring my car back, man. I called in for another appointment. I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time
anyways. Look, shit, shit, I just wanna get out the house, man. This man is on one, he feelin' good as a motherfucker.
Shit, I'm tryna get my thing goin', too. Just bring my car back. Shit, he faded. He feelin' good. Look, listen to him!
Girl, girl, I want your body, I want your body, 'cause
of that big ol' fat ass. Girl, girl, I want your body,
I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass
See, he high as hell. Shit, and he ain't
even trippin' off them damn dominoes
anymore. Just bring the car back!
Did somebody say dominoes?
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