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dave east & cruch calhoun – for mine كلمات اغاني

[intro: cruch calhoun]
rich
rich n_ggas, poor n_ggas
rich n_ggas, broke n_ggas
upper class, poor n_ggas
uh

[chorus: cruch calhoun]
rich n_ggas, poor n_ggas
big clout, broke n_ggas
dope dealers, coke sniffers
still living with no hope n_ggas
real n_ggas, ho n_ggas
might have broke the law but still, followed by the cold n_ggas
ones that never told, this for them, silence is made of gold n_ggas
stood on ten toes n_ggas
they came home ain’t get in no trouble, got off parole n_ggas
“my baby need me, so i gotta make it back home” n_ggas
and the wrong decisions’ll have you wrapped up with the wrong n_ggas

[verse 1: cruch calhoun]
the right decisions, how you right where you belong, n_gga?
be a wack n_gga
just be yourself, don’t try to be like all these rap n_ggas
half the time that sh_t ain’t even that n_ggas
this for my—
get taken out your comfort zone, but still adapt n_ggas
turn anything in the world into a trap n_ggas
this for the—
ones that make it happen, feel like the world on my back n_ggas
the ones that keep it street, they don’t at n_ggas
this for the—
ones that played the streets, but got some time n_ggas
then realize this sh_t different, went and got a job n_ggas
this for my live n_ggas, still outside n_ggas
to all my crip n_ggas, blood n_ggas, gangster n_ggas (derrickonthebeat), thug n_ggas
[chorus: cruch calhoun & dave east]
rich n_ggas, poor n_ggas (uh)
big clout, broke n_ggas (uh)
dope dealers, coke sniffers (yeah)
still living with no hope n_ggas (yeah)
real n_ggas, ho n_ggas (thirty)
might have broke the law but still (for thirty), followed by the cold n_ggas (thirty)
ones that never told, this for them, silence is made of gold n_ggas
stood on ten toes n_ggas (ten)
they came home ain’t get in no trouble, got off parole n_ggas
“my baby need me, so i gotta make it back home” n_ggas (back home)
and the wrong decisions’ll have you wrapped up with the wrong n_ggas

[verse 2: dave east]
this for my trap brothers, yankee hat wearers
from the crack era (crack era)
pain get hard to hide, can see it on they face like mascara (i can see)
black wearers, delancey street shopping, tryna grab leather
bubba goose when it got freezing out, that sh_t had mad feathers
this for dice n_ggas, head crackers, even ask ’bout us (ask ’bout us)
this for n_ggas broke that like to talk ’bout when they had cheddar
this for n_ggas hatin’, in they dna, they dad jealous (dad was jealous)
this for n_ggas that wasn′t allowed to do sh_t, now the bag let ’em (the money talk)
this for twenty_five to lifers, this for all the sacrifices (sacrifice)
this for b_tches really mean, but for dollars, they act the nicest (they mean)
this for all the homies lost their life ’cause liquor had ’em hyper (too hyper)
this for homies that grew up rumblin’, just know you had to fight us (run that paper)
this for n_ggas spend they last to cop a new dior fit
this for unc’ that’s drunk, he love beer, he just want a coors sip (that all?)
this for gangsters hangin’ ’round rappers, tryna extort sh_t (not me)
this for sentences the judge givin’ that make the court flip, stay cautious
[chorus: cruch calhoun]
rich n_ggas, poor n_ggas
big clout, broke n_ggas
dope dealers, coke sniffers
still living with no hope n_ggas
real n_ggas, ho n_ggas
might have broke the law but still, followed by the cold n_ggas
ones that never told, this for them, silence is made of gold n_ggas
stood on ten toes n_ggas
they came home ain’t get in no trouble, got off parole n_ggas
“my baby need me, so i gotta make it back home” n_ggas
and the wrong decisions’ll have you wrapped up with the wrong n_ggas

- dave east cruch calhoun

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