[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Bosses is how we prone to think Communicate with killers via core links Some of my niggas went from the corner to the coroner I made it out, luxury bust, tourin' love, right Feelin' better than head on the wake up Roll me up a bomber like it’s great stuff Won a couple dollars of the next verse Pacers as I’m ranged up Already in better days than Ice Cube had That’s word to Terrence Howard, durag All my life I’ve been a cool cat (word) I bought the seven and some Ewings You lookin bad in that bullshit you in I speak ebonics and Ben Franklin fluent Every boss once was the best student Been hustler since the true one I’m a top ten nigga, L7 You a fuckin square nigga, we could never square it wit ya DZA
[Hook] Bring in the music (Them niggas wanna get right And they fuckin with the jet life) It’s my gift to you
[Verse 2: Curren$y] Yea bitch They gotta weigh it on a scale they weigh the wales with With one sniff I make a german sheppard back flip 3 small gold chains, 2 pinky rings And one big fuckin' dream to own all this Empire under construction Hard hats zone, work going on Hazardous habits has me hustling but fuck it holmes Master this grab but as the cash stacks Bitches is going bad for that Put you on light socks, put you on like my watch Put you up like a poster Lucky motherfuckers getting ganged from the cultures and didn’t even know it The last Don poets Who never sold they souls and still in motion Breaking that do’ in And you silly motherfuckers thought it’s just bout smoking Shit
[Hook] Bring in the music (Them niggas wanna get right And they fuckin with the jet life) It’s my gift to you (Them niggas wanna get right And they fuckin with the jet life) Bring in the music (Them niggas wanna get right And they fuckin with the jet life) It’s my gift to you
[Outro] We sing a song Especially for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
