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Yeah. Mixtape coming soon. Daz Mage. Ain't gotta explain what's understood. Jamal did everything he could. Trust me. We use the name of God. If I could bring you back, I would. I would. I was gonna quit. I thought about all the shit you did for Me. Self-belief, tunnel vision, we made history. History. Came and got me. I was too deep in the streets. Dropped two EPs, now I'm in the industry. In the industry. I ain't make a pound back, Why you stick with me? Why? I don't take death easy. This gonna stick with me. To all my niggas in the 'Nam, we gotta Make it out. Baby, I've been busy. That's why I ain't get to take you out. They say I got one more chance, I gotta Take it now. Gotta So if you get in My way, I gotta take you out. Shout. Shout SMB, shout Tiny Boost. We don't really run jokes. We ain't like these youts. We Heard you don't like me, I don't like You, too. Stopped on the lane for 10 minutes, Now it's time to move. Time to move, yeah, it's time to get it. 'Cause I've been in these streets since Big Boost Used to roll with Merit. Five-day passes, a lot of street credit. Let's it. My life like a movie, difference is There's no edit. There's So don't S me off. I had a reborn gun before I gripped the Glock. True, I didn't like them double barrels, but They did the job. They the job. And I was taught if you really want that Money, when your line rings, no excuse, lick the Shot. And when you get the drop, you lick It down. Lick it down. I know niggas that Died before that shell case hit the ground. I take it back to Billy's house, running in And out. Straight. Crazy niggas that was with us Then, they ain't with us now. Real. All I know, there's three them boys. Free them boys. RIPs and white Ts how we Greet them boys. Nigga doing 30 years, We can't leave them boys. Them boys just rappers, baby, don't believe them Boys. OGs gave us the game, told us hit Them in the brain. Headshot. Even if we caught More bodies, the respect's still the same. My young niggas on the lane. What? You know I feel your pain. Ha. I was just like you. Like I was trying to hit a stain. In the foreign switching lanes. I'll click it in your face, blood I'm realer. Only people to cross me is my niggas. Trust me. Opps can't get that close, we some Killers. Never. I kick game, I need them Supremes In vanilla. All white. Rap man, tell Tyty I Need a meeting with Jigga. Yeah. They got opps, but they had to squeeze On the trigger. The mandem don't rap, so I Speak for my niggas. Don't They say, "Bill, you Best sign if you see seven figures." Ha. I'm like, "Nah." Hey, See why I have To speak for my niggas. Now I'm here, let's get it. Let's Ain't talking money, then forget it. I might do it for free if you got Good street credit. Motherfucking I might do it for Free if you got good street credit, and... You ain't seen these Givenchy runners. Seen We gon' run this rap shit for a Couple summers. me. We some business men, we ain't Tryna run the ends. We gon' burn the block Back when we see 100 M's. Yo, 100 M's mean 100 skengs. I take five loyal soldiers any day over 100 Friends. Never go against the gang or switch up On the ends. Slatt, slatt. Nine millis in the Mizzy, but you know that shit a 10. Brr, brr, Shit was tense. This the life I Don't recommend or glorify. For real. I makes a lot, but my mother Still walk with Christ. Could've caught a charge, but I caught the mic. I did. Murder in the booth, you know every Bar's a homicide. A I'm killing shit. I'm Take this game, crush it up and put A chip in it. chip in it. And then I build the biggest spliff with it. I knock the ash off the tip of it. The tip 'Cause if you think I'll stick around, You's a motherfucking idiot. I was in the thick of it. Thick Every day spinning shit. Spinning. Suffering from dizziness. Spinning. Hanging on the edge, I'm losing grip with My fingertips. I am. If I fall, man, I gotta get up. For real. 'Cause I'm the one that's gonna represent Us. And that's real. Daz Mage. All real 'Nam shit in the building, you know? Originals. Billy the Kid, Tiny Boost. Tech N9ne for life. Bill the mandem. Too much fucking need to mention.
Billy Da Kid, Tiny Boost — Make It Out
«Make It Out» — Billy Da Kid, Tiny Boost. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:41.
