EST Gee - Make It Even (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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EST Gee - Make It Even (en) şarkı sözleri
I had a book before I wrote a
hook, tried it and it took
Hesi' bendy, fendi blended,
pressed, and pushed
J wan' kiss the cook
This big chopper'll chop a nigga
roof, gangster as I look
If somethin' get killed, they
hide for two, three months
We chase shit down on foot
Tryna bump, it ain't no front,
niggas ain't outside to hunt
He was hatin', I had a hunch
I set somethin' up and somethin'
get slumped
He ain't like that it's a front,
put me in a song for what?
Even if it blow, you better not
never post a show or nothin'
They get the lo'
and don't do nothin'
We get the lo',
a soul go up
Why you fake want smoke with us? As
if your bucks ain't slow enough
Niggas dead,
I ain't makin' no diss
I make hits,
they know what's up
When we war, I'm in the front, but
when y'all beef, you loaded lux
On the phone,
he sound so tough
I pulled up,
niggas wasn't on nothin'
Most murders
last thirty months
And niggas stil
ain't called my bluff
Yeah, my mama always told me,
"baby, seeing is believing"
He slid on people, wasn't 'bout beef,
and niggas ain't no demons
You know to keep your moves
quiet, dyin' if I see him
The reason niggas know to up that
yeeky, ain't no speakin'
The reason niggas grievin', tryna
clique up, make it even
The reason niggas need help breathin',
doctor, stop the bleedin'
The reason niggas' people pay for
peace, but ain't no treaty
You ain't gotta tell me
niggas bums
And ain't on nothin' like
I ain't certain
Last time we was face-to-face that
weekend was a funeral service
It's gon' always end in hearses,
I took over through murder
I'm a boss, but suit up like a worker,
I'm on this on purpose
We slide, I put the cleats aside and
wet the field with jergens
Like talkin', I think
niggas worthless
Startin' to make me nervous
That stick involved in
Several murders, clean,
but it's still dirty
And the game, it blessed me 'cause
I play with courage
Streets atop my jersey
I got rich and get you
stretched for thirty
Houston to new jersey
It took prayin' for me
to find my purpose
Make sure I was worthy
I ain't say nothin' and they all
heard me, however I word it
To see me shine,
I know they dyin'
They can't decide
which worse
The reason niggas need help grievin',
doctor, stop the bleedin'
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