Представляем точный текст композиции "Raps A Hustle" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cormega . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Raps A Hustle» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cormega передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cormega - "Raps A Hustle"
Lyrics to Raps A Hustle : [Verse 1] Ima pimp, a pens my hoe She dont ever move until I say so Her only purpose in life is get me large I got my pen workin 16 bars When Im happy she happy, sad she sad She make sure we both have She know I got plenty more to replace her Bitch better have mine Im not lettin no pen get out of line You did it, I mean, can you dig it She committed to me, she please niggas for me My shits so tight she leave a nigga for me I met her in a studio, she caught my eye With her over kickin whack ass rhymes I needed a pen, so she let me borrow her Like my shit aint ill enough to overpower her I see he wasnt treatin her right So I gave her some paper And let her do her thing that night Thats right, I took it from that player He to concerned with his money and his pager She told me, shit he be kickin is so weak I told him, your hoe chose me Im goldie Be cool, or we can make the heat come out Your pen work for me till the ink run out (player) [Chorus] Money talks and bullshit walks Rap is a hustle yall Only the strong survive, I was born to rhyme Put me on the street Im goin for mines Money talks and bullshit walks Rap is a hustle yall Only the strong survive, I was born to rhyme Put me on the street nigga [Verse 2] My rap is uncut raw, out the door Type shit to have fiends lookin for more Your rap is lactose; you cooled off, the glass broke Customers complainin never comin back yo My rap flow is pure all white, in the hood all night You made your first sale when I sold out My shit numbs your whole mouth, yours leaves a foul taste My rhymes a felony yours never seen a trial date You need a legal aid, my pen got the DAs paid My flows sleepin in a cave No days I got the streets in this mad You need a mask to repair the ' here You see the glass once I flip this track You should see my stash, I got rhymes for days Fuck a right front page, I stay deliverin, aint no middle men I never short my man or cross my fans Or switch my supply when money cross my hand Its funny, Im here, Im like the crew I used to roll wit You might as well work for me, I got the clientele Yall put to much cred in that stuff you tred to sell Thats the reason your empire fell like Goliath Im supplyin the ghetto to satisfy you Marks, NARCs, is analiyzin why this kid Crossed the bridge and came through with platinum shinin Bringin heat to the street like I had the iron [Chorus] Money talks and bullshit walks Rap is a hustle yall Only the strong survive, I was born to rhyme Put me on the street Im goin for mines Money talks and bullshit walks Rap is a hustle yall [ Raps A Hustle Lyrics ]
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