Schemin - CONWAY THE MACHINE

Schemin - CONWAY THE MACHINE

Альбом
50 Round Drum
Год
2018
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
201290

以下は曲の歌詞です Schemin 、アーティスト - CONWAY THE MACHINE 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Schemin "

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Schemin

CONWAY THE MACHINE

Yeah

Real nigga all day, every day, nigga

Griselda

Its funny how the same people that diss you be niggas you a idol to

Like how you gon' hate on a nigga that inspired you

I’m not replying to little niggas that I’m a giant to (Not at all)

Before you rap about a brick nigga buy a few (Hahaha)

I eat a beat up, tell em to pull a beat up

I beat up beats half sleep with my feet up

I sneak up creep with long heat, shoot your street up

You beyond sweet, you want beef nigga speak up!

(Speak up!)

I’m in Roofcriss having me a steak

Champagne full glasses full of grapes

My bitches say daddy you a great

Smoking gas in a cabin with a lake

Look, I do what you average niggas can’t

Basquiat flow, every verse a masterpiece I paint

Think you spit fire, come and look the dragon in the face boy!

(What's good)

I’m really bout that action in the way that I can get a greenlight

It’ll be a massacre a day boy (Greenlight nigga)

I shoot the ruger remove your wig

You talking tough on computers like you a shooter

Ya’ll niggas fucking with any niggas that yall think do it big (For real)

I’m saying fuck everybody I don’t care who it is

And West rolling up the OG pack

Tch, I see these niggas want the old me back

They say my name in their verses but I don’t react

Flip over my boy I got Kobe stacks

Not only that, shit you know me scrap

You get out of pocket boy you know you gon' be clapped

The flow be crack

Remind you of the OG Rap

My respect homie you owe me that

Tables usually turn

Seems like it was yesterday they was kissing on 106

Now Wayne suing Bird.

(Hahaha!)

Damn, I got a way with using words

I’m waiting to use this K with me to lay you on the curb (Brrt)

Wack a nigga I ain’t tatt a tear

My dawg throwing up the product like a Cavalier (K)

Every where I go I gotta keep a ratchet near

Eastside Buffalo, where life don’t matter here

The city need hope

I’m with your first lady in the presidential suite I should get everybody vote

The shit that I find a joke, A bum nigga finally start getting a couple of

dollars now he calling everybody broke (Pssh)

No regular weed boy this ain’t what everybody smoke (Hah)

Life jacket flow bitch I kept everybody a float (Please believe that!)

It’s evident check the evidence

I set presidents, a few niggas gained relevance from it

Fuck it if ever its something whatever it’s nothing

That shit you yelling I love it, you see me winning nigga!

I know it hurt you like a shell in the stomach

As for my city though tell them I run it

I whipped up a tape for them niggas that’s talking, yeah I said I was coming

The ground shaking like herds of elephants running (Hahaha)

There’s levels to this shit, you know why I ran the shit since '05 that should

be telling you something

Well them niggas mention my name I don’t never discuss it

Cause it’s them same niggas that never did nothing when I address them in public

Fuck it, Ayo I really think them niggas jealous (Huh)

That’s why I talk shit just to ruffle them niggas' feathers

Said I throw shots on the internet, let them niggas tell it

But if I throw shots at a nigga, they don’t live to tell it

Machine, bitch

(I throw shots at a nigga, they don’t live to tell it) Gone

Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

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