Lyrics:
HOJE É DIA DE PARTIR
TOM: Eb
Eb Ab Bb7 Eb F° G#° Cm
Hoje é dia de partir, não posso mais ficar
G7
Revelando arte, fixando poses
F7M G7 C7M
Na praia, no bar, no violão
Am7 Gsus Dm7
O.H.I.O
YEA
DOT WHAT UP N****
TELL EM
(HOOK)
I DO WHAT THE F*** I WANT, I AINT NEVER GOTTA FRONT
I DO WHAT THE F*** I WANT, I AINT NEVER GOTTA
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Bm7 E7/4 E
Entregue a Jesus.
F#m7
Há quanto tempo você chora
C#m7
Sem forças para caminhar?
Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Seven,
Six, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two , One, Zero
Afrika, Afrika, Afrika
FLAME! A. F. R. I. C. A (Afrika, Afrika,
читают рэп в блузке.
И помни: рэп - это хасл, это хасл,
Но рэп не штампуется - это искусство.
Посмотри сюда, Mother F*cker.
Ты не видел никогда, Mother
I'm a diamond good under pressure
I press her as if I f'd her
F her without much effort
Then walk away like whatever
Etcetera cetera etcetera
Jus
Сначала к делу, надо чтоб качало стены.
Всё самое крутое мне досталось на халяву,
Мопед не мой, я просто разместил объяву.
F*ck yeah! F*ck yeah! Я снова в
был? Новой? Лучшее бы прогуливал!
What s beef? Who shoot you? Little Punk!
F*ck da Police! F*ck Police. Thug Life! Hit them up!
Hardcore hardcore
Pull up on me, come now f*** me now
I need you to come put it down
Pull up on me, come now f*** me now
I need you to come put it down
I've been
these pages just like i'm at Harvard (Yeah)
(Huh)
(Uh) ain't f*cking with me let my bro hit 'em (Yuh)
You say that you f*cking with
But ion wanna f*ck
So
don't want
F*** it all
Everything that I love
I don't want
F*** it all
Everything that I love
I don't want
F*** it all
Everything that I love
I don't want
crazy
Ont f*** wit dat sweet s***
No birdman b**** dont call me baby
I f***'d on dat b**** now dat b**** gone crazy
Popping on xanz got me lazy
Im faded
That's just how I'm livin
And if you wanna f*ck wit me lil shawty then you must know
I'm the realest in my city
And when it's bout this money I go grab
I get a pack then proceed to tax
Sipping on a fifth of Henn with that four on my lap
Yea
Been in these streets I been totting these straps
F**k what
Livin' in the nawf
Where n****s cold as f**k
Deep down they knew he was cold as f**k
A n***a had to look around
Silent mode as f**k
We took no L's
Imma real n'''a you know how I do
I f''k with hoes I like how they move
I want your friend and I want you too
Hittin ha friend she calling me boo
I
MC MALAQUIAS
tempo de torra uns beck
aquele girão de F
depois de torra uns beck
aquele girão de F, sem cap
bate no radio da nova
pra fazer um jet
if I f**k around and die today
Just know that I want you to be okay yeah yeah yeah
Roll this blunt and it's gon' be okay yeah
Hennessy make it go away
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F*** tu liga f*** mi Nigga
Money money i am tu cima
F*** tu liga f*** mi Nigga
Money money i am tu cima
F*** tu liga f*** mi Nigga
Money
Won't get drawed out by them ops see don't give no fuks
Got two F's on my bag, stands for the fuks I ain't got
Aint got now what
Mixed with money call me
Yeyeaaah! 3arbi rah kandiro ghir li f’balna
Ouh yeah! It’s the new Batman
Kan9ssi f lbrahech bhalla smiti Pacman
Like Ouh yeah! 3arbi 3ad ban
Mli kan Agey w
shit
Di mixtape ohni hits
Du bish ou ni vo de streets
I f***e di mit mine beats
Trage jordan u nikes
Outfit vo whitey
Sippe safe ni icetea
Bi ou ke
please donʼt hit my jack…
This the jungle f*ck being humble mane we hungry we need all that…
We need all that (we need all that) more checks for the squad,
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