Представляем точный текст композиции "7-1-3" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Yung Redd & Lil Ron . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «7-1-3» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Yung Redd & Lil Ron передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Yung Redd & Lil Ron - "7-1-3"
Lyrics to 7-1-3 : (feat. Gritboyz) [talking:] Yeah 7-1-3 new South, Sucka Free In the trunk, we on your heels mayn Holla back, come on come on [Yung Redd:] Only if you knew, Im playing by my own rules Keep a new pair of 22s, for the old school Neck full of rose gold, hoes spreading the news Even them days I was broke, I was paying dues A hundred miles and running, you couldnt fill my shoes I break bread with my niggaz, yeah thats what niggaz do These clowns plotting on me, got me looking in my rear Nothing but blood and shedding tears, through most of my years But anyway I showed and proved, to most of my peers Sooner or later, recognized me as a pioneer Who would of thought, that Id be playing the right cards And more grain than a lawn, in your front yard Now you can tell, we all about them dollar bills yall Plus I got 24 inches, on my wheels yall Them niggaz playing mayn, I gotta keep it real yall Im on the grind, so I get it how I live yall - 2x [Lil Ron:] Im money getting, while niggaz slipping they really tripping Im on a mission, peep how Im living them chicks is flipping Now pay attention and listen, the game aint switching Did I mention if its tension, then your lil ass missing Stop depending on niggaz, and get your own cash I love spending that money quick, so I make it fast And it seems, some of these rap niggaz flow is trash But me, Im leaving the bank with big money bags Dont try to snatch my shit, nigga I will blast Them hollow tips, got your ass stuck to the grass The spinners on the drop, look like they doing cart-wheels My money long, like I discovered the arch build [Hook: x3] I represent, that 7-1-3 nigga [Scooby:] Its them hustler stacking, ghetto reality live from the H And the truth is, we got it on fire in the H So no problem, we dont mind taking your place We aint come for the chump change, we came for the safe And hey, thrown in the field If you aint never been in the real car, that wasnt going very far Or you just a stupid nigga, let them other dummies move with ya Cause yall, aint taking down Scoob nigga [Unique:] Im Grit-tastic, these hoes adore this Im on point with my bucks, like TJ Ford geah You niggaz is worthless, got no purpose Might as well be a sideshow, and work for a circus ay Im bout my fast money, ask around And if you ask bout my money, hit your ass with pounds clowns 7-1-3, you aint noticed Unique that bastard boy, Im so focused [Poppy:] Guess whos back in the mix, from the land where they package and ship Crack on the strips, we added to get the cabbage and split And for the cabbage, automaticsll rip Baggies to bits, by any means when we after the chips Fuck being average ships, you need power to play Whether you work a nine to five, or turn powder to yay Get out the way, thats how he put it down in the H We ride chrome, a inch for every hour of the day ay [Hook x3] Yeah-yeah, holla at me [ 7-1-3 Lyrics ]
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