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534 - текст песни



534


Yeah, I come from bottom to the top


I seen a lotta niggaz fall


Top to bottom, cause they flows wasnt hot


Them niggaz swore they was chillin, Reality they not


Thats why I'm in the spot, Treat the ?? like the pot


I'm strappin up that product, get my strip back in order


Hit records, its like a brick, 16s is like a quarter/quota


Thats why I'm tryna flip it, this time i'ma do it different


Mixtapes is like a fiend, niggaz givin free hits and


You niggaz let'm sample it, Neva give'm the work


Now this tape better then your album sales, lookin hurt


I'm tryna take it back in the day, when it was 20 time


Industry is fucked up, the back to sellin niggaz dimes


Singles is nickles, lotta albums done flopped


Lotta labels done dropped, you was signed, now you not


Thats why I neva play wit the position I'm held wit


Who lie about sellin drugs? Album ain't sell shit








You heard the title nigga, 5-3-4


(Cant hear the rest)








I'm bout to have this thing on lock, you can't tell me different


I got the soft n hard top, you could tell I'm livin


I got that gat on my lap, just don't tell the snitches


They got they tail between they legs, you could tell they bitches


Their ain't no heaven for a G, so the hell with it


My life is deep, motherfuckers please delve in it


Started with promo, no homo, movin 12 inches


Pimp the game, comin to age at 12, bitches


(Thats when I had well-wishes)


Niggaz call me prince of the city


Next in line, call me king of new-yitty, pity


How the same niggaz that bailed wit me, bailed on me


Took to many pulls of the L on me


Drank up all kool-aid, left glasses in my kitchen


Food for thought, my nigga you do the dishes








You heard the game and the name


You heard the title niggaz, 5-3-4





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