Текст песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga - Think Smart
Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga - Think Smart слова песни
[Verse 1]You niggas is half pipes, get zero and a half micsI`m on red eyed flights, tryin` to get shit rightPartners gettin` killed by each other it makes no dollarsIt makes no sense that we can`t hollerLike to test game, yeah niggas is pawnsJust pieces to the puzzle that`ll never respondWe blow Bom by the poundSeventeen reasons to have seventeen roundsMight have to down some clownsTry to get around the shitIf I gotta sell dope nigga, I`m tryin` to flip a thousand bricksSo I can stop the bullshit, we can count some chipsTry to buy our way out this shit[Hook]Think smart not hard, don`t drop ya guardThink smart not hard, don`t drop ya guardThink smart not hard, don`t drop ya guardYou can have cars, bitches, houses, womenThink smart not hard, never drop ya guardThink smart not hard, never drop ya guardThink smart not hard, never drop ya guardYou can have cars, bitches, houses, women[Verse 2]Every day I sit and think how I`ma make things betterConstantly flip and zip a stack of dope, gettin` my cheddarYou know the basics, tryin` to be mobbed out and famousAnd I`m already livin` a life that`s dangerous, fresh hall-of-famersThat`s why a nigga don`t fuck with strangers, I stay G`d upAnd I`m serious about my fetti, don`t make me go an and kill sweeperThem niggas don`t wanna see us, that`s what them haters hollerBut I`m tell ya boy this neighborhood something like Mr. RogersNiggas wanna be hard and niggas wanna have richesNiggas wanna have cars and niggas wanna have bitchesThat`s why I stick to the script, I stand tall and do a lotMake smurk play my part and ain`t gon` let my guard fall, nigga[Hook][Verse 3]Nothin` to laugh about, something to smash aboutYou won`t make it to the top if you have doubtsA half bounce, get wins takin` lossesSnakes come across usI slice they necks with di-a-lectRide for self, that`s out M-OIn the M-O-E where we trip on something littleNiggas losin` they mind, goin` broke losin` they grindGoin` soft and square and combineBehind the times, nigga you need to catch upStackin` paper to the ceiling is how you rep upCreep up from the bottom tryin` to reach the topFuck the hate, ya squares need to learn a lotYou can get ya face cracked and ya can`t replace thatI was on the wrong path, made it to the straight trackTryin` to ride something fat like sweaterG-O-P, C-D-P no one can do it better[Hook]