Представляем точный текст композиции "Press Play" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fiend . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Press Play» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fiend передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fiend - "Press Play"
Lyrics to Press Play : (feat. Corner Boy P) [talking:] Warning, the men you are about to hear You shouldnt have access to, the subject matters Individuals on this c.d., is unleased Into the public, may cause a nationwide in power [Fiend:] What up, you just started up a legacy Survival for the hopeful, chapters full of recipes Remember this feeling, when a good nigga is mentioned Close your mouth, if you cant help his conditions I hustled, till the pain became funny Muscle any damn thing, just to gain us money Us money, how could I blame a living soul The grind called on me, like you could be getting mo So I hit the slab, like Cab Shorty and Bino Seven days, 24 like Harras Casino Got a daughter, on the way Down to this last, little quarter of the yay Hurry up, youre acting funny all day But I never had my eggs in one batch Thats like thinking, they just made one gat In every crew, theres at least one rat Who, wanna bet a hundred Gs on that [talking:] Yeah man, I got the bootleg copy ya heard me I listen to them niggaz man My hustle game is just surprise, you heard me I stopped smoking that dirt, all I smoke is that purple now Ya heard me, cant get me none of that [Fiend:] My love life is dust, wake up getting it Thug what the fuss, sitting here missing it Every moment without it, moving to an exponent I just think on the sets, and many threats that want it Depressed, at distance I travel like my family, no existence Until I get that call from my baby, like tonight And she like I know what you doing, you in the studio right-right Tell her I love her, jump up off the jack To the swamps, where I could dump off this crack Ima make a lump sum, off of that I call it parallel parking, itll make you ok come on back I might drop me a solo, I might change my name The cops calling us polo, its Mike of the game Knee deep in it, wheres the devotion And remember, jealousy is a wasted emotion [talking:] Yeah man look shit, we all gotta pass you know I told my niggaz, look Im engaged to you But look, Im married to these fucking streets Thats what I love, these fucking streets [Corner Boy P:] Straight from the cracks, of Flay Street When the sound of breaks squeak, will have you hopping gates to the next street Addicts coming for crack, and theyll pay you on next week Nigga I want it now, I want the coupe and the Porsche jeep Im doper than when niggaz, putting balloons The scent was too loud, I couldnt hide the drawer in the room And Im comfortable, so when I jab I connect And that dirty money, kept a nigga clean so fresh [Fiend:] And thanks Im giving, fore the streets started calling Os butterballs Vicks want a slice, but gotta wait till I cut it dog My day and night time, gig have a gunning ball And mostly keep heat, not turning the oven off Hot pitching cool, some of New Orleans With hood honorable mentions, and everyone of us balling My threads real cost, and this a guard got still pause And when the dial got made, I feel lost [talking:] Warning, the men you are about to hear You shouldnt have access to, the subject matters Individuals on this c.d., is unleased Into the public, may cause a nationwide in power [ Press Play Lyrics ]
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