Представляем точный текст композиции "Gonna Make It" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Crazy . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gonna Make It» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Crazy передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Crazy - "Gonna Make It"
Lyrics to Gonna Make It : [First Verse:] My Daddy must have been frustrated, when he busted a nut Then came me, crawlin out my Mamas guts I never figured Id be born in Hell In the projects, tryin to make a livin off these crack sales My Baby Mama scream "Child Support" I cant sleep at home, cuz a nigga sniff coke Fuck it, Im up early like a dope fiend The game got me feelin like Im high off Terrazine Jump in my Grand and Im mashin I score my dope in Texas, down here these niggas taxin Twenty-two for a chicken Sixteen for a real cut believe me, all brick-and Now its time to hit the block I call Sam and Jeff, lets cut this shit into rocks You know my game dont stop Im postin bail for my nigga Telly, he got caught with a glock [Chorus: uncredited singer+Crazy] [singer] Were going to make it after all [Crazy] Niggas dont wanna see me ball Hold up my middle finger screamin "Fuck em all!" Feel Me! [x2] [Second Verse:] Been rappin since an early age, I fiend for loot I still hear, Corey Hartman, sayin "Please dont shoot" Niggas wonder why I plot to make a mil in this shit Droppin songs in the studio, bringin a hit Never worried about the bitches cuz they came with paper Me and my nigga Pretty Man is plottin up on a caper Its all real in the Ville nigga, peep my pain For six years I was snortin heavy, addicted to cane With no family to turn, what else could I do' None of my niggas couldnt help me, they was loaded too Dreams of bein a big rap star circulated Hooked up in robbin shit, now I was drug-related Ridin in a blue bourbon sayin "Fuck them Hoes" White T-shirts, and Nikes, and a pair of girbauds Never knowin that the Feds were comin tight tomorrow Yall bitches just dont wanna see us ball Feel me now [Chorus] [Third Verse:] Ninety-six brought the death of Roderick, and my nigga Pac And I was still in the Ville slingin rocks Told the company I was a soldier, I wouldve gave my life Thats why a nigga stay loyal to his wife Nigga started stealin money, when he got buried Through all the confusion, I went and got married Good times didnt last long, cuz we was broke The company gettin ran without Roderick was a joke So a thug fled camp, like Ed Legend did With my nigga named Henry, went the highest bid We finally dropped "Shed Tears", now lets wait and see A week later we gettin calls, from Master P And every other major label on the block Tryin to get a piece of that nigga comin like Pac A hundred thousand records sold, now let me flaunt it I can finally get that house my Mama wanted Feel me [Chorus x2] [Singer] Fuck em all Were gonna make it Were gonna make it Fuck em all You can suck my dick Fuck em all This for all the haters This for all the breather haters Fuck all ya Were gonna make it Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh [ Gonna Make It Lyrics ]
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