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Текст песни «Byrd Call» от JR Writer

Представляем точный текст композиции "Byrd Call" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста JR Writer . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Byrd Call» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую JR Writer передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

JR Writer - "Byrd Call"

Lyrics to Byrd Call : (feat. CamRon) [Intro: CamRon] yo JR', theyve been waitin for you dawg, theyve been asking you ready' Dipset, Lets Go, Writer [HOOK: JR Writer] To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, stugglers block bubblers, pushers, cookers pot jugglers Whats the word yall, Flip that herb raw Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call If the cops are comin, get to hop n runnin Quick and drop that onion, aint no stoppin youngun Put away that herb raw, letus know the word whore Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call [JR Writer] i still be where the weed flip, and the peas with the trees lit so much water in the order, its just leaving them sea sick but its me in my V6, trying to skeet on her bead lips they dont know, like im trying to keep her a secret act wrong, chrome, passin me dome next minute, shit im finished, shell be flaggin it home but i always keep a straggler, thats known to bone and run through a lap, faster than marion jones man listen, i still got them grams flippin tan pitchen, corner to the damn kitchen gained a couple fans having made the transition but im still in the hood like a transmission no cat can match me, im passin fastly who half as nasty i got it locked from here, all the way to cackalacky but keep a mac for scrapping, thinkin its just laffy taffy shit this beat dun be the only thing clappin at me [HOOK:] To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, stugglers block bubblers, pushers, cookers pot jugglers Whats the word yall, Flip that herb raw Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call If the cops are comin, get to hop n runnin Quick and drop that onion, aint no stoppin youngun Put away that herb raw, letus know the word whore Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call [CamRon:] (Cam, dash, hoffa) Damn, Homie In high school you was the man homie thats what a fan told me (shhhit) same old cat, get his Kangol clapped brains blown back, this is dame, but dame dont rap shame on black, the games so whack dame sunk some children from in front of yo buildin straight to a hudred million bad pimpin pimpin, bad actin dawgy getcha limp on pimpin, if they actin froggy tellem back up off me, i come down clappin forty pow thats a badder story, not in my category mess around, dame held def jam down supporting my back, jackin and they left their pounds red-neck found, tech tech pound duck duck goose, pump pump shoot, shoot lets get down it may seem petty, but we all turn mean deadly for green-fetti, my whole team ready [HOOK:] To all my hustlers, rock smugglers, stugglers block bubblers, pushers, cookers pot jugglers Whats the word yall, Flip that herb raw Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call If the cops are comin, get to hop n runnin Quick and drop that onion, aint no stoppin youngun Put away that herb raw, letus know the word whore Clap, (clap clap) thats the bird-call [Exit Verse: JR Writer] this aint only bars and tracks, this is for the hardest cats flippin all the harder back, make them catch a heart attack when you see the narcs attack lemme know, start to clap, clap ,clap but start with he deals, your pa be on chill the car is DeVille, is real ill heart in the grill its far in my mills Cruise the city with the semi or the celly on skinnies like im starving my wheels [ Byrd Call Lyrics ]

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