Представляем точный текст композиции "Take Notes" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста JR Writer . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Take Notes» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую JR Writer передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
JR Writer - "Take Notes"
Lyrics to Take Notes : [Intro:] Uhh see man (what) What you muhfuckers fail to realize is (whats that') I am that nigga (true) And aint shit you could do about that, ya underdig' Uhh, yeah [Verse 1:] Im a hooligan hater, but I move like a player Take a look up in my closet (look) every shoell be gator Have your baby mother drillin, out the coupe when I slay her You couldnt get the bitch to tip if you was a waiter You aint marketable, why argue witchu Im in the Maybach tryin to find parkin for two Who' The God of this breddren, the weapon You aint seein numbers, your career is on *67 Your track list is crackless, I use it as a ash kit Like hold up, yeah, flick ya ashes on this whack shit This aint that piff, homie I will finish ya Black suits, black cars, hoe Im like the senator Or kinda similar, plus ask the DJs I put out fire, like Im holdin an extinguisher New shit every week, new piff, very heat Ill show you how to do this, your music is very sweet [Hook:] I mastered this, youre average, nigga you should take notes You bastards sick, Im back with piff, but nigga you should take notes Ill show you how to stack your chips, most of yall are straight broke I mastered this, what crack you spit, nigga you should take notes You aint gotta jack my shit, Ill show you how to bake coke Turn it to a half a brick, make the game chain smoke Find a town, stack ya chips, cause most of yall are straight broke I mastered this, youre average, nigga you should take notes [Verse 2:] The law watch him, Im car droppin, you hard toppin These player haters cant stand to see J.R. poppin But the stars boxin, how I get em off me with left jabs, fag, call me Bernard Hopkins The heat of the night, they heated Im nice Sleeped in my Nikes, with not a damn crease in my whites While you sucker-for-lovers make a freak off ya wife And throw cuffs on her like you bout to read her her rights, right Im hard as fuck, you target ducks, you aint spittin hard enough Listen here mami, tsunami couldnt wash me up Childs a pro, my style is whoa, verse is wow, hurt em how Homey I am versatile, you lookin at a talent show So, get used to the, hot bars movin ya Loosin ya Im Lucifer, sittin on Jupiter Listen this is proof, prick you are a fluke I got this wrapped up, its useless for you to get in the booth Holla [Hook] [ Take Notes Lyrics ]
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