Представляем точный текст композиции "Forever" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 8Ball & MJG . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Forever» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 8Ball & MJG передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
8Ball & MJG - "Forever"
Lyrics to Forever : Ooh la la bangladesh.. Heyyy... [Hook - Lloyd] See a nigga like me gonna get money til I get rich Ride with a couple hundred Gs in a biscuit Stay down for whatever forever hustle with my misfit homes And soon you gonna see just how crunk this shit be once we get rich Til then its back to hustlin with my misfits Deep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone.. Fifty songs tucked under the prone [MJG] I keep a big old nigga beater heater Its in the trunk of my four-door and my two seater Im make them say skeeter skeeter Keep up and grab the ball back just like Im Derek Jeter I know you want to fuck my hoe but you too scared to meet her See you aint got enough bread to even start to treat her The way a pimp did, and in the bed Im even sweeter I hustle, I got more Franklins in me than Aretha If I had Oprah Winfrey I would marry her and keep her I spit as much knowlege as preachers and teachers Just as long as the message reach us we all fill up the bleachers Im the MJG, I get in yo shit I aint trying to run yo clique, that be your friend so quick Come on, where my money, let me hit the stage Fuck them long interviews, just give us the front page Black G apostrophe S us, forever bust Them lyrics that make the people say that he got nuts [Hook] [Eightball] Yeah man.. Sticky weed kickin in, big Ball steppin in Straight flying when I hustle, thats how I represent Bounce, if you feelin what Im spitting up in your ear hole I been rocking mics since I was 17 years old Smoking up, drinking up, kicking dust, and fucking up Everybody want a piece and we aint got enough for us Yeah, I touched a brick or two, pounds I done smoked a few Got my bread and didnt do what the fuck I was supposed to do Money blinds players, turns them into evil spirits Niggaz die trying to live out these old rap lyrics I try to give it to them just how it come to me Real and unedited, not like it be on T.V Be myself and dont be what those haters want me to be Take the good the bad hit my knees set me free Make the bad good, put that on my leather and wood Cinderella with my fellas deep off in the hood Nigga [Hook] [MJG] You need to stop sticking your hand out and trying to fold it Turn around the broom handle and trying to hold it Its plenty dirt to be swept, and leaves to be raked Now you need to leave from my face, take heed to mistake That you just made, thinking a player could get played Thinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tapped My whole life I learned the hard way to spot liars And it seems like its usually the ones thats right by ya FIRE! [Eightball] Jumping up out the tip with pistols sittin up Fuck me' Watch my gun skeet like its bussing nuts Cept when it hit your cheek it burn then it split your cheek Then come out the back of your head, now your just a memory Graphic how I got it illustrated, rated triple X Niggaz want to be the king, I dont give a fuck whos best Just watch your mouth, talkin down in the south Im gonna let my nuts hang and start punching clowns out [Hook] [ Forever Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с 8Ball & MJG. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Forever» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Forever» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.