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Look, Hold up. For the time at Schoolhouse. Three real niggas came together. Know what I'm talking about? You know what I'm Talking about? Hold up. This here was so soulful. You got it. Right. Mac Grace. Hold up. Hug Tune on the maestro. Know what I'm talking about? My nigga, I came up out the bottom with The savages. Most these niggas faker than a Mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the Trap tryna shake lower class. I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga go and Laugh. I came up out the bottom with the Savages. Most these niggas faker than a mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the trap Tryna shake lower class. Just 'cause I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga Go and laugh. Mama was a hustler, Hustler. Raised your boy steel, steel. Me the game at a young age and that Mark shit I don't feel, uhuh. Pain was a given, I was expected to be In prison. Never talking about that living, Pour this dirt, tryna make a killing, killing. Ain't nobody grinning, we been out here sinning. Chasing pennies, leaving them stinking, haters Sinking with the fishes. Nigga born with this ambition, hold up, skillful in The kitchen. Got jammed up with them niggas when I wasn't careful with them chickens. Man down, ain't got my thoughts together, pray to Keep my sanity. Niggas go to jail and they Thinking changes, only made a man of me. Pimp fuck nigga be mad at me, hit Crip With a canopy. Murk these streets like Mick and Mallory, that's big ballers. I came up out the bottom with the savages. Most these niggas faker than a mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the trap Tryna shake lower class. Just 'cause I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga Go and laugh. I came up out the bottom With the savages. Most these niggas faker than a Mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the Trap tryna shake lower class. Just 'cause I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga Go and laugh. Tempers will change but the gutters Stay the same. Matter tools like a dog tryna Bite up off the chain. I was put up in the struggle mixed with Weed and cocaine. Up in the belly of my mother, born to Mix it all again. Looks fit the descriptions of potent herb ice Dealers. Silverback gorillas, gun runners, Syrup sippers. Living in some movie shit, I'm talking rated R. Watching for the law, a habit every time I Start the car. They can hate me without the Plaster, just imagine me with it. I'm not your super friend, homie, I got the Passion to get it. Ain't no other way to put it when you On your own. Either go off silent with it Or just leave it all at home. It's not that hard, my G, just simple mathematics. If you gain a little something, they gon' wanna Subtract it. 'Cause the hungry gotta eat, That's why they all in your pasta. You gotta break 'em off real bad, No en mi casa. Started from the bottom, now we here like Dre. And I'm riding with my partners with no fear But wait. There's more, hear the knocking at the Door. Like a lion when he roar, I ain't Lying, I'm for sure. Our time is now, I'm a cow, I'm a Bull. Wild animal out the cage, Like an eagle I'ma soar. More faker than a mannequin, we need them boys Sore. D-Gotti, ZIG, numbing pain on world tours, World tours. My nigga, I came up out the Bottom with the savages. Most these niggas faker than a mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the trap Tryna shake lower class. Just 'cause I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga Go and laugh. I came up out the bottom With the savages. Most these niggas faker than a Mannequin. Hold up, nigga, I sat up in the Trap tryna shake lower class. Just 'cause I'm Black, they'd rather see a nigga Go and laugh.
Z.I.G., D-Gotti Monroe, AveNue, A.S.B. — I Mannequin
«I Mannequin» — Z.I.G., D-Gotti Monroe, AveNue, A.S.B.. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:00. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
