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nu jerzey devil - we stand alone كلمات الأغنية

[intro – the game]
two blunts, a rolls phantom
a bottle of hennessy and a red bandanna n-gga
roll that sh-t up!

[hook]
casualties of war!
the epic of a general
true story of a life so critical
that we strive for, gauges good strong(?)
even when you had to stand alone
stand alone
we stand alone
we stand alone
casualties of war!

[verse 1 – the game]
nickel plated nina, street dreamin’
f-ck frank lucas n-gga, f-ck receipt thinkin’
gangstas dont snitch, we at the block and pitch
on that wrought iron fence, cops roll up, i ain’t seen sh-t
501 levis, smellin’ like i just cooked a brick of crack
n-gga as a matter of fact i did
so let the feds come
it’s gonna be some homicide mixed with a lotta redrum

[verse 2 – nu jerzey devil]
red rags and red beams and red karpet
slum n-gga, that hoodstar that feds target
goon squad, n-gga check up on our pedigree
i’ve been doing this, f-ck is y’all tellin’ me?
not a d-mn thing, generals don’t take orders
you n-ggas snitches, walk around with ‘ol tape recorders
i’m on that block, thick, bentley and that c-ckpit
official bloodline, you other n-ggas counterfit

[verse 3 – the game]
i never front, that’s for hoe n-ggas
f-ck with my trap, baat baat!
like proposition joe n-gga
omar is dead, put that sh-t on the wire
i got a sh-tload of crack, give a n-gga some fire
i got a blunt and a drop top phantom
and i’m feelin’ like a kingpin in my hood
what’s good n-gga?!
gunmetal ’09, look at the hood and go blind
i stay f-ckin’ n-ggas up, i should be on showtime

[verse 4 – nu jerzey devil]
call me the manny pacquiao
me king, now b-tch baow!
every time i step on the block i count a few thou’
i’m a rebel, push the pedal in the fast lane
rap sh-t is secondary n-gga, keep on baggin’ ‘cain
i’m on one, ’bout to shut this muhf-cka down
cincinnati red fitted cap be my new crown
jerz to compton, that black wall takeover
private jets all day, man f-ck a layover

[verse 5 – the game]
give me the block, i’m gon’ grind
crackheads, the whole nine
when i hop out, n-ggas lock doors and close blinds
that’s prolly why they get no shine
these rap n-ggas ain’t got no b-lls, i let ’em hold mine
my cojones be together like the jonas
and i ride with eses like a twelve pack of coronas n-gga
one blood with one slug in the trey eight
c-ck it back, put it on my temple with a straight face

[verse 6 – nu jerzey devil]
aim and pull the trigger, game it don’t matter n-gga
jewish lawyers eat up the case for the right figure
who be them block boys? heavy with them chrome toys
macs in the louis stacks, muzzles for the loud noise
i’m a shooting star, realest out thus far
stay throwing shots back like an alkie at the bar
and for your information, i’m always paper chasin’
lifestyle of jerzey devil, hands down breathtakin’

- nu jerzey devil

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