Jay Rock - ES Tales (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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Jay Rock - ES Tales (en) şarkı sözleri
I can't get all of you in it
Big shots, hardcore drugs
Everything crooked, what
you thought this was?
Steam pot, turned powder
into rock
Plan go sour, that's
how you get got
Aww shit, got it poppin'
into bricks
Part of playing cool now
it's time to get rich
Keep in mind, never walk
'round blind
All that back and forth
gets me hot sometimes
Wanna see somebody get knocked out,
just box one-time, shit
Catch a fade, catch a fade,
it ain't nothin'
Get your head up, at the gym,
bring your knuckles
Look, I'm deep inside the projects
where it's brackin'
at, you know the zip
Where we take a quarter piece,
flip it, 'til the corner lit
A1 yola, that fresh over
the border shit
Shoot outs and abortions, situations
so unfortunate
I knew a nigga, doin' double
digits, bust the head wide
For another nigga, who's scared
to rep his set right
Now in solitary, doin' push
ups by his bedside
All he want is a green dot, his
homie keepin' himself fly
Don't come around without your
pass, niggas on they tip
Zero tolerance on niggas money,
niggas want they shit
Don't start nothing without your
blower, that's a one way trip
Six feet under, real life,
that's all gunplay is
That is that hood shit, when young niggas
on that misunderstood shit
Jumpin' out of smokin' rentals,
ks with the wood grips
Bitches for them bank statements will
come and hit a full split
Don't you know no good, don't
you know no good bitch?
I can't get all
of you in it
Niggas jaw-jacking, they ain't
on that hood shit
Bitch we 'bout that action, on
that wish you would shit
All red flags, swag on ten
We ain't in the club, we
can't get our goods in
So we in the hood, lituations
look grim
One time circlin' for
colors of your skin
Black lives matter out here,
no way
Cops get promotions while
the family gotta pray
It's fucked up, can't explain,
babies all in a dump truck
It's all about that money mane, miss
me with that trump stuff
Tryna make a dollar outta fifteen,
don't get fucked up
It's shake in the bag, get
a bud then you lucked up
You fakin', you mad, you got
a issue, you get fucked up
Get laid on yo' ass, you feeling
bad, your blunt's crushed up
We in the set, just bickin'
it like the cosbys
Tryna get dope, live happy
days like chachi
If you get a call from papi,
that's like jesus callin'
All you do is execute, next
ten seasons ballin'
You can get the world, stay
loyal, why you even trip?
c'mon!
man c'mon bro go outside bro...
It's time to go outside man.
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