Представляем точный текст композиции "Shout em Out" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста A.G. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Shout em Out» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую A.G. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
A.G. - "Shout em Out"
Lyrics to Shout em Out : [A.G.] Yeah yeah, the dirty niggaz again ... Check me out yo I push the half-dozen light green, cant front The drop 6 is quite mean, dont front Shortys lookin right in them skin-tight jeans Body sick, want a lick like ice cream (go head) Youre jigglin baby And my style so ill got the bitches goin crazy The niggaz all hate me (thats why) I keep the triggers off safety, spit about 80 I spit Vernon rock, thats hot lava Clock on my dollar you got nada Overlook my spot, Ill rock harder Try to take what I got, the glock holla "Tango & Cash," mango dro with the hash Red Range Rove with the stash Cop was caught in plain clothes, thats his ass Cop was caught in plain clothes, thats his ass [Chorus] Shout, shout, we get smoked out We got the dirt yall cant live without Cmon, were talkin to you Cmon [Party Arty] No choice, Im on this one (with no voice) I get up in that ass with no moist Laid up, fat nigga style Eat everywhere I go, black nigga style Smack a nigga up with that whack nigga style You cant fuck around with my rap nigga style Dick longer than a mile, stronger than a cow Peace to all my niggaz from Shaol to Chi-Town Now now, boys and girls sit down Old folks get up and get down - witcho bad self We married to the game and if rap divorce us Fuck stress - Ima die from natural causes When you see us 3 in them apple Porsches Dont run up on the car, we aint asked to floss this Party Arty, boss of all bosses From the Bronx to down South - G.D. whylin out [Chorus] [D-Flow] It be the same Flow, look in the ice and see the rainbow Aim low - and hit my target price The God spit it twice, whack rappers die on the spot High off the charts, say another rhyme Ill fly ya knot Get ya stacks up, rappers better call for backup Whippin these cats like they fucked the pack up Spit acid, the John Wayne of this rap shit Guns be plastic, puttin sons in caskets Rhyme sick, shoulda heard me the first time dick Watch a crime flick, come outside let the 9 spit Puff Nestle, do hits on jet ski Snipe niggaz like Wesley, "Black Mask" like Jet Li Wear a Teflon, my cash niggaz is dead on Mr. Dirty Don, tailor-made threads on [Chorus x2] Cmon [Chorus] [ Shout em Out Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с A.G.. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Shout em Out» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Shout em Out» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.