Представляем точный текст композиции "Made" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Made» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "Made"
Lyrics to Made : Ever since my early teens Ive been a loc on these streets Gold is for 24 I go for broke on these streets My flow is a young Mike Tyson I put the hit on niggas And even when Im countin off I still spit on niggaz No super friends I smoke purple stuff alone in my room That cush made me leave my body I was gone in my room Mad swangas, to mo no blocks, I switch cars like socks Either its somethin with the roof missin, or a hard white top Remember me, Im the one they laughed at in all my classes Now what they spend on a house I blow on designer glasses Even without a platinum plaque, this aint cappin, Im just tellin you what my life like, so this aint rappin Dont you ever tell the captain, that my money aint right Im a have to pay money, to spray money, cause money aint right No more throwin no bodies, so I can stand on these streets I got an army behind me, cause Im the man on these streets I did some time locked down, but now Im back on these streets Here to save yall from all this wack rap on these streets I left yall with Im Still Livin, provin I wasnt dead If you wonder why Im out early, my lawyer got his bread Much love to my industry homies, who didnt forget about me Paul Wall, Pimp C and my partner Flip-eraci But since I do business with Rap A Lot the feds watch me But Im like Shaq up under the backboards you cant stop me When I was hustlin no police could find a rock near me Now that I aint hustlin they can see all of my rocks clearly B S foldas, ava smokas, these are of Joseph Known to catch you in the club flee and make women wanna come closer Homie dont get it twisted cause you see me on a poster You disrespect me, the magnum come out the holsta like its sposed ta [' ] man on these streets I dont give a fuck cause Im the man on these streets Im a hitman, whatever Im aimin at I hit man After I hit her she cant stand up without a kickstand Not a special kind of fool, just hit her with the mule If she find the itch to set me up, Ill hit her with the tool I got a daughter to raise, I aint tryin to leave Plus all this money Im makin you think I aint tryin to breathe Inhale exhale... now thats better Over 800, 000 independent now thats chedder [ Made Lyrics ]
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