Представляем точный текст композиции "I Love You" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Diplomats, The . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «I Love You» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Diplomats, The передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Diplomats, The - "I Love You"
Lyrics to I Love You : Yeah, Dipset, nigga... Luca Fuck with your boy, one more time, yeah, oh, uh huh Santana, fuck with your boy You know, yeah, Im feelin like Rocky again mayne This a new fight, oh [Juelz Santana] People say my theories is backwards I tell them sincerely, its clearly you Hearing me backwards, ay I tell em Im great, but still I need practice I tell them to wait, go and come back quick They dont understand me Its not logic, Im not logic, got problems I worship the late prophet, the great Muhammad Ali For the words he spoke that stung like a bee Soak into me, you fuckazll see but Still im insane, Im rhymin, dealing my brain Im grinding sharing my pain, shit, where is the fame' My niggaz, they still rhyming, still in the game Still grindin, dealing the cane Still poppin shit at your frame, homie I still smell the rotten people that lay Down in ground zero, forgotten, left there for days Probably left there to stay, left to decay Broken pieces of towers left as they graves, hey I pray let them be saved Till then, thats just a suggestion I made You follow me homie' Listen, I subjected my ways To cocaine, weapons that spray at your face motherfucker Its Santana the great motherfucker In the place motherfucker Stay away motherfucker Cause Im headed straight to the top, motherfucker Diplomat Taliban slash ROC motherfucker And yeah, I do this for my block motherfuckers D-Train, Al Gator, Pac motherfucker Young drugs, young twins, Sheist bug Them niggaz I love, my niggaz, my thugs, WHOA Now come fuck with your boy Jones, Killa, Freakey, come fuck with your boy, WHOA Its Santana again, no bandana just him In the flesh motherfucker, like... YEAH [CamRon] Just gotta get past thia Nah mean' I gotta get this out Lets do it my nigga Touch my heart right here man... YO I seen it time, business and friendship Well fuck it, friends should get ended Business attended, clips get extended Lawyers get called, accountants get faxed That was my man, well I wish that he meant it, fuck it It been a long time, hearin the mobsters This aint overnight, its years in the process Shed a tear in the process, now process is over All my niggaz get prepared for the Oscars Back to the block, sharing a lobster Maurice Malone, Sam Malone, preparing the vodka, holla Hallejulah, no hum-du-Allah, but respecting my Ock He held me down, when shit got real rocky Hustling, isnt a hobby I sit in the lobby, look at my IV, have visions of Gotti Visions of lottie, pictures of Blood, scenes of L I wanna see my son piss in that potty Jimmy, Im gon make sure your wrist is real rocky See my plans were long term like Mr. Miyagi Wax on, wax off, put our wax on, take that wack off Over some nights, I had fights over the white The road to the lows, I knows what its like now Niggaz career over like Mike, anyone Tyson, Jordan, Jackson, its over This shit right here touched my soul, man My grandmother or something, 56 bless her soul Apartment 56 that is, 101, West 140th St. Rest In Peace Lydia Giles, Blood Shed [ I Love You Lyrics ]
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