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e s g - gotta shine كلمات الأغنية

(feat. fred t)
[talking:]
yeah motherf-cker, huh
guess y’all n-gg-z, thought a n-gg- forgot
yeah it ain’t over huh, catch you unexpected
you know how we do it, fred t
long v representative in this b-tch, e.s.g.
what it do baby, appreciate the love
j.p. on the motherf-cking track, this how we put it down baby
this our time to shine, put it in they face
[hook:]
i gotta shine, (gotta shine)
like a motherf-cking star, i gotta grind (gotta grind)
got pyrexes jelly jars, i got a nine (got a nine)
my n-gg-z strapped with a-r’s, i’m down with crime (down with crime)
you don’t wanna go to war, i gotta shine (gotta shine)
like a motherf-cking star, i gotta grind (gotta grind)
got pyrexes jelly jars, i got a nine (got a nine)
my n-gg-z strapped with a-r’s, i’m down with crime (it’s our time)
you don’t wanna go to war
[fred t:]
man it’s packed up in this b-tch, sipping yack up in this b-tch
twisting sacks up in this b-tch, pushing sacks up in this b-tch
better back up in this b-tch, cause the mack up in this b-tch
so relax up on this b-tch, before i clap up in this b-tch
f-ck a rap i really spit, in your trap or at your b-tch
wanna act up in this b-tch, rat-a-tat up in this b-tch
bring a hat up in this b-tch, wanna scr-p don’t give a sh-t
peel your cap diminishing, family friends and anything
f-ck your spouse she give me brain, that tramp your main thang
like a name that ain’t playing, she usually know what i’m saying
lyrics lead you to your coffin, losing laws in the process
we got techs, so hire your hood it ain’t different in my projects
better stop that, ‘fore i lick up shots and split you where your top at
i doubt that, you make it alive, when chopper chop it
your now black, that hoe you trying to play me for i’m not
so p-ssy pop off at the mouth, and where you b-mp is where you ride at
[hook]
[e.s.g.:]
4’s shine like the sun on the clearest day, this be the year y’all n-gg-z’ll pay

h-m- n-gg-z be plexing mayn, wanna sn-tch my necklace mayn
jealous cause the hummer sit big, on them edgerrin james
need a calico to protect my k, this be the land of the free and brave
record label like a underground railroad, this be the year i free the slaves
shotgun pump is called a gauge, put you on that front page
make it bust just like p-ss, like i did your b-tch in the face
name getting known in any state, let em know who in the place
slow me down and screw me up, but a n-gg- like me gon win the race
speaking of screw, r.i.p. you know i got this
the war is at the trap, backstreet ben wallace
my boots they ain’t ostrich, or snake skin
b-tch they still told, to kick a jacker face in
yeah shine like a prism or glitter do, cross my path get rid of you
ain’t you blood or cuz i ain’t kin to you, when they talk about the best they don’t consider you
[hook]
[fred t:]
b-tch say it to my face n-gg-, put you in your place n-gg-
put you out of sp-ce n-gg-, put p-ssy in your face n-gg-
put you in replace jigga, b-tch you ain’t no ‘face n-gg-
naw it’s cube or mase n-gg-, three-two a case n-gg-
one-two or eight n-gg-, monkey chimp or ape n-gg-
f-cked around and get raped n-gg-, who that there with hate n-gg-
not prejudice but i hate n-gg-z, plastic and nickle plate n-gg-
drastic if you fake n-gg-, i know i cook a cake n-gg-
[e.s.g.:]
fred t-e.s.g., even with no deal we kill the streets
kill the tracks we kill the beats, got the dna of a wilderbeast
stomp with my chain like baby n-gg-, been in this game like jay-z n-gg-
wolverine i’m a freestyle king, but you b-tches gon have to pay me n-gg-
hit em with the tech with a pump with a glock, ak get shot everybody gon drop
climb to the top now my shine wanna stop, when i find your spot the nine gon pop
[talking:]
know i’m tal’n bout, it’s going motherf-cking me down n-gg-
new rules for 0-6, we in this b-tch we gotta shine
[hook]

- e s g

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