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Mh, man Shit, damn (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Uh Al, turn me up, mmh, mmh Mmh, bad, uh Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Started out at Riverdale, moms flew me from the Bay When I was young, used to hate it (damn) And grew up then I thanked her (real) Far away from my pops, thinkin' 'bout that green McLaren I can shed a tear on these tracks, you wouldn't understand it (damn) Grams had the candy House (candy House), Margie's on Harbor Road (yeah, yeah) Still eat me up inside that I missed her funeral (damn, I love you) I know she lookin' down on me while I'm in this 5.0 (man) (Shit remind me of the old days) I can't lie, man, my mind gone I was in a dark place, went hard and found a way (uh, found a way) Livin' out them motels, cold nights on the blade (I knew that life wasn't for me) but still I took a chance Twelve hours on the Interstate then profit ten bands Calculate another dub, back then my goal was a hundred Had to the hit the ground runnin', prayin' they don't hit the spot (hit the spot) I was goin' through a lot, it was nights I would cry (man) Probably why I push this black 'Rari down the I-5, what's happenin'? (Damn) Real niggas never quit, real niggas play the game (damn) But got goals to go legit, real niggas stay on ten (real) (Real niggas stay on ten) Run that back Real niggas never quit, real niggas play the game (yeah) But got goals to go legit, real niggas stay on ten (legit) Real, uh, Al, what's happenin'? Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Yeah, I made it out the streets but still gotta watch my back (check) Road runnin', touch down safe then I set up trap (uh) Thinkin' back, fresh outta jail, but I had the map (damn) I had a plan, second day home, made a couple grand (uh) Pleasant Hill in a motel, pack vacuum sealed I was gettin' rich in D.C. While you was crackin' sills I don't glamorize it, though, I was prayin' for a change Hit fifty burpees in the morning, then I bought the plane uh (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Real niggas never quit, real niggas play the game (damn) But got goals to go legit, real niggas stay on ten (real) (Real niggas stay on ten) Run that back Real niggas never quit, real niggas play the game (yeah) But got goals to go legit, real niggas stay on ten (legit) (Real, uh) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Larry June, The Alchemist — Margie's Candy House
«Margie's Candy House» — Larry June, The Alchemist. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:46. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
