Представляем точный текст композиции "N.S.E.W." и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Disturbing Tha Peace . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «N.S.E.W.» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Disturbing Tha Peace передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Disturbing Tha Peace - "N.S.E.W."
Lyrics to N.S.E.W. : (feat. Shawnna, Tity Boi, I-20, Lil Fate) Just get on down [x8] [Chorus] North, North, South, South, East, East, West, West [x4] Shit, Got a nigga gone off a fifth of Fayo and apple juice Throw up a deuce, Keep my hat banged to the left and aint scared to act a fool So what you gone do, you betta not speak unless spoken to cause I bust that shitit Dump that Philly, I could back dro wit a lac wit a yak, gettin drunk off in it Through the Chi like North, North, South, South Niggas talk shit put that work in they mouth In the East, East, West, West, niggas bust back put a slug in ya chest Cause Im hood, hood, gutter, gutter Shauna got juice like a muhfucka Hood of the hustlas and bloodsuckas Back in the bricks wit that good [Chorus] Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my balla camp All them bitches hollan bout is (Where them fuckin dollas at) Yeeah, I got them hos, I got them Os, I got Air phones for those hos And yeeah, I got white phones, got black phones, I got crack weed in the floor So get on the grind, Get on some lime,Get on mine, let ya mind take course Got dip in the ride, Switchin the tires, Whippin the fire 85 Chevy Sport See if you got 16s, I will make that plizay And Im dressed like a dope boy, throwin up them trizeys East side, whole Masterfield rainbow Flight soles, kinda roll where them thangs blow Good wood, not wastin that payroll Five hos trapped, boys got rapers My size got air nigga rep that We ride, rock sells and I bet that Car is a gutless, pistol is a must bitch Let a nigga know that his head I will bust quick Some slum niggas know what Im talkin bout Lil rob fillin hos in the parkin lot Gimme head while Im bustin that two track It was trill, hit the fence, never looked back Big thug, hit clubs in the fifth book Dollar Boy, let em know how to rip folk If a bitch broke, gotta let her slide, though 2-0 represent East side ho [Chorus] Hell, Im up in the club, 4 whippin up, just throwin up pitch forks to (what, what) Tupac, Im a rider, hoppin out, Gangsta crip disciples (Yeeah!) Wilin on the side of the club and dressed in blood colors, waitin on a sign to (Yeeah!) Pull out the gats and attack on them boys that thought that (they thought it couldnt happen) They blastin and screamin, we aint friends, aint no need to pretend (Shawty!) Split the mens, for my homey that got killed last weekend His brains was left leakin while his body got cold Now its yall life that yall owe Time to even the score, case closed [Chorus x2] [Scratching] [ N.S.E.W. Lyrics ]
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