Текст песни DJ Honda f Head Crack, Jkeon, Triple Sei - Real to Me
DJ Honda f Head Crack, Jkeon, Triple Sei - Real to Me слова песни
[Triple Seis]uhh huh, it`s what`s real to mestaying up ( fucus ).....dj hondagetcha mind right[Chorus: Jkeon]faded visions of what I could beSo let me show you what is real to meMoney, success and my family, to survive in the streetsThat`s what`s real to me[Triple Seis]who ever thought it would happen like thisrockin` these hits, poppin` these clipsgoing over seas and making these chips, stop doing the dirtand going legit, cause if I stay in the street I`ma fall in the pitit ain`t about the money it`s about gettin` quickso I`ll probably get locked, cause I`m playing the stripsince the QB spotted these corner flips, I aint trying to get knockednigga that`s common sense, trying to be on top so I could representFULL A CLIPS to the death of me, I keep it moving with Cuban right next to meIt`s like destiny, no matter how tight shit getHe keeps blessing me, keep testing me, to change the whole recipeCarry the choice live out the whole legacyI can`t call it, if it`s ment to be, it`s ment to bethis aint a game my life is in jepardy, make sure you ready to dieBefore you step to me, why you even telling me lies on ecstasyHatin` like you all that fire, I know as well I see[Chorus][Head Crack]I zone on tracks, I`m lost in this earth were we atthe only source of money is crack, pertecting is gatsI`m hurting inside, look at my tacks it forced me to be a thugwith a heart to clap, I feel like a animal trappedup in this cage of life, fighting for freedomBusting gats what we teach themthe young youth for good reasons, be smartBraveheart, protect your family, let the rest starve6/15/76... I hit the earth11:22 thats the time my mom gave birtha star was born, at the same time my heart was tornPops gone but fuck it doe cause life goes onI gotta stand strong, I gotta make my moms proudand make my grams laugh in heavenlet her know I`m still counting the blessingsI rock a vest for protectingand rock a nigga to sleep with a smith & wessona little gat have a big nigga undressingMy heart pure I spit raw, a flow like this, there`s no cureI said I lose it put it on track, mash music in the thug formthat got the hood singing my song[Chorus][Triple Seis] lalalalalalalalalalalalalalaahh