Представляем точный текст композиции "It Aint Nothing Nice" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D.B.A. Flip . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «It Aint Nothing Nice» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D.B.A. Flip передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D.B.A. Flip - "It Aint Nothing Nice"
Lyrics to It Aint Nothing Nice : (feat. Ras Kass) [Hook] It aint nothin nice [x8] [Ras Kass] Son I be skimmin through the billboard top for an R&B album Wonderin my outcome Want the fat triangle but Im real with or without one Cause Ima still sport wrinkles on my new jeans Smokin beadies to the pink stream On a microphone, Im like the booty Michael Corleone 36 zone The homies always told me to be the man, understand If niggaz is playin hardball, then why the fuck you throwin underhand See only the small modest mark time Thats the reason that bustas still sellin nickel sacks and ganja You two bit hustla, Im the grown brother like clockers Went and give you five cents to put cheese on the whopper So steer near clear a mere near rear bia Im rollin with the crowbar clear Still wearin my favorite suit like I was asshole naked Now fake it till you make it or take it nigga [Hook] [D.B.A. Flip] My motions in school going through a whole child Ya pushin rocks on the block cause the spots what ya found I made my dough and I made sure I kept my name on tight Layin low in the day and turn the day by moonlight They out of sight when they go wild Just to let them ''' service cluck as they stroll by Lowkey the smokies on my name Aint no slippin when they crippin cause I done peeped game Now I had closed, but then they ran me out I sold my last ounce, then I bounced to my baby mamas house Kind of bill couldnt get no kind of deal Had to be out on them streets, hurry up and make my sales But now its on cause Im grown and Im still a G But its ''' I sell my crack by the tracks in this industry Remember me when you hustle runnin right do or die on the side flip for life biatch [Hook x8] [Ras Kass] Now its either give me the money, give me the power Or give me 4.25 an hour, what the fuck you think Im gone do To be honest with you, I gonna get mine Cause I known niggaz thats college graduates thats broke Askin for dimes and nickel sacks Nigga give me that and I give you some You watch my back I watch yours I do rap chores while niggaz be looking for the rapture I dont understand cause niggaz gots to capture Your own, now keep your eyes on the prize Cause Clinton is peril, nigga you might as well be chimpin I wanna be eatin jumbo shrimp and lobster I want 200,000 in the bank, you wanna be the imposter mobster Recognize like Sam Snead, I got em four twins to feed So make the next man bleed, I just might Cause aint nothin right in my life God help me, It aint nothin nice [Hook x4] From LA to NY, ATL and back it aint nothin nice To all my niggaz and my bitches throw your motherfuckin hands in the air And keep em there [ It Aint Nothing Nice Lyrics ]
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