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  • Текст песни Royce Da 5'9'' feat. Westside Gunn - Overcomer

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    Тут находится текст песни Royce Da 5'9'' feat. Westside Gunn - Overcomer, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    Ayo
    Ayo
    All we did was slang dope (all we did was slang dope)
    Mini TEC, that's my main hoe (grrr)
    Fishscales pictures, wish you well
    Heard you got 30 up the North it's aight, mean he ain't need no scale
    Ruger shells at Bloomingdales (doo-doo-doo-doo)
    Word on the streets he had two for sale
    Pistol in your mouth like a root canal
    Aston with the missing roof, pissin' Vueve (vroom)
    Put ten on your head, I bet they get you soon
    Courtside, Zion got 30, Bron got 50 (ah)
    I better cook a brick in a jiffy (whip)
    All we did was slang dope (all we did was slang dope)
    Baby TEC, that's bae bro (grrrr)
    Came home scramblin', all you heard was ambulance
    Somebody got hit on the corner, doin' hand to hands
    12-12's out the minivan, it had the ceiling fan
    Dashboard had the chandelier
    Sold grams for years, baggin' up, tasting tears
    Hit 'em up close, you gotta face the fears (doo-doo-doo-doo)
    Where I'm from, drivebys is overrated (overrated)
    If you got five bodies then you famous (then you famous)
    Get a hammer for the brick, we gotta break it (gotta break it)
    Shit broke the blender, nigga (grrr)
    All we did was slang dope
    All we did was slang dope
    All we did was slang dope (doo-doo-doo)
    All we did was slang dope
    All we did was slang dope
    All we did was slang dope
    Griselda
    I need your sweet love
    Darling, can't you see?
    I need your sweet love
    Darling, can't you see?
    Oh-oh
    Woo, I love you
    All I wanted
    Boo-boo-boo-boom
    In search of right like the birth of Christ
    Breakin' every generational curse in life
    Perverse concise make sure the verse is right
    Return who adverse to the Earth
    Make sure that my hearse is white
    And the contract Jewish, to match a grind that's foolish
    A Quran that's Buddhist
    Rappin' so Mike Caren and Denaun stack moolah
    As I sign on the dotted line with the passion of a blind tattooist
    In reaction to slithers from lizards mouth
    Yelawolf this is your first and your last pass
    I ain't gon' put it on blast, your punk ass know what this about
    You think it's 'bout being loud or tryna be hostile
    'Til you get found face down on the ground outside of Kid Rock house
    Though you a vulture pundit, I hope you get sober from this
    Men lie, women lie, so do numbers
    The energy never lies when you a over comer
    The energy never dies when you a over comer
    I don't rhyme for the likes, I'm who the jealous target
    I'm underground for life this shit is a cellar's market
    The rich get richer, the po' get mo' greedy
    We need Clarance A. to get what's owed in these board meetings
    Rappers catch Ls after just squeezing 'em four Feezys
    Crackers pattern themselves after the teachings of Morris Levy
    But I was dubbed the greatest by the gossip
    I'm King Tut to haters from this Spyder cockpit
    It's Jacob Custom makes me fire watches
    Inspired by Cool J drivin' Saabs
    With Cut Creator right beside him drivin' Mazdas
    I was labeled "drug-related" by the coppers
    A government that through the republic
    Has been subjugated by the mobsters
    Martin got shot on the Lorraine balcony, became alchemy
    Was spit on at the hospital when suffocated by the doctors
    Michael was sniped at six at night, precisely by a laser
    Mac Miller died pleadin' for his life, reciting God's prayer
    Immaculately conceived, the product of Nas' labor
    Ain't shit like me, I'm Chris Lighty, I'm Violator
    Dedicated to the edification of sellin' blackness
    I feel like Dame yellin' at Kevin Liles over leather jackets
    Prince when he told Nas "Own your masters or your ass out"
    Best rapper between Cardi and Meg the Stallion is Kash Doll
    Over comer
    It's Detroit, energy I'm on forever
    Shout out to every body who made it (over comer)
    And remember, God doesn't call the qualified
    He qualifies the called, that's Christine Caine
    Over comer
    The energy never dies (over comer)
    Energy never lies (over comer)
    Men die, women lie, so do numbers
    Oh yeah
    The station that keeps you in the groove
    I'm your man, Ced Tropez
    It is that kind of weekend
    Keepin' it cool laughin' with friends, family

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