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Текст песни «Thats My Nigga Fo Real» от Young Zee

Представляем точный текст композиции "Thats My Nigga Fo Real" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Young Zee . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Thats My Nigga Fo Real» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Young Zee передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Young Zee - "Thats My Nigga Fo Real"

Lyrics to Thats My Nigga Fo Real : [Young Zee] Uh, Zee I got waiting haze, my customers hos, sleep with me We have small beef, I still sell them Os for three fifty They know in big beef, I pop a hundred times Be like roadkill, I live niggas brains on one and nines And my down bitches, they be ready to kill I be like chill, they be like.. [Chorus] Thats my nigga for real (Yea, uh huh, Im from the Bricks, we be like) Thats my nigga for real (Yea, Young Zee, all my niggas from the hood, they be like) Thats my nigga for real (Yea, B-Boy, you my nigga, talk to em) [B-Boy] Yo, I dont give a fuck if we dont sell a record We still gon get this money in the Bricks Spill it, Zee [Young Zee] Yea, uh, yea, yea Im like, Santa Claus, I deliver niggas grams a raw Straight from Panama, fiends eat it up like canavaugh And my dimes disappear like magic wands I sell em, til the crack of dawn and destroy every track Im on Plus I have a clam packed in the back of vans More royal than the Taliban murk you for a half a gram (What') I get B-Boy to drop your truck in the river Fuck some dough, we be like.. [Chorus + Young Zee ad libs] [Young Zee] Yea, jeah, Uh-huh-ha, yea Scarecrow (what'), Im trying to walk before I crawl I want it all ever since I came out of my mamas walls Im trying to make so much dough when I write a song I can write em all why yall clique on the corner selling final calls Yea, niggas mad at us, gladiators like Maximas, we fabulous While you fall off like Canibuss managers My man Dee U, keep the nina peelin (Point em out, and watch me) [Chorus + Young Zee ad libs] [Young Zee] Zee need Buddha, E-user, beef pre Lugers Spittin from our PT cruisers My tape dont drop, I still got dough to make Got little niggas on roller skates holding my coke and weight Blow paper, ho chaser, dough raiser, Joe Fraizer Sixteen cellys and four pagers Go hype up your squad that they might fuck with ours I just, light up cigars, go by bikes, trucks, and cars I got (') In Atlanta deep, round the street, ten grand a week I give em one word to put your man to sleep And I love my Jersey live bitches Theyll leave a nigga face, with thirty five stitches Theyll help my tie cinder blocks and push your kids So deep in the ocean, theyll see where octopuses live Jeah, this label deal is for Raz, Pace, and Chill I know mad chicks, but still [Chorus + Young Zee ad libs] [Young Zee] What, Bricks (Bricks, Bricks) [ Thats My Nigga Fo Real Lyrics ]

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