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Текст песни «Copper To Cash» от Bushwick Bill

Представляем точный текст композиции "Copper To Cash" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bushwick Bill . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Copper To Cash» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bushwick Bill передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Bushwick Bill - "Copper To Cash"

Lyrics to Copper To Cash : [VERSE 1] Money, money, money, muthafuckin green Reach inside my pocket, I dont feel it, and I wanna scream Nigga, give it up, cause I want every penny in your pocket And your ass is goin down if you tell me you aint got it I gotta make a profit in that Nickel Ward Cause I aint with bein broke and times are gettin hard I pull the gat and hit the boulevard huntin for a victim Catch him slippin, pop the clip in, and then I get him When in mamas womb I was doomed, destined for poverty And no nigga in the ghetto about to win a lottery So what does it bother me to knock a nigga off' Im educated, in a robbery, bitch, Im the boss Mr. Lawman is quick to call this action a crime Because they cant tax robbery, they dont get a dime Everythingd be fine if I was working 9 to 5 But I cant get that kinda job, I aint 5 ft. high Since they dont realize that my size aint shit Im gonna gaffle em and baffle em until my bank gets To the maximum, I get the gat then im after them fast Goin for bad, goin from copper to cash Some people will try to jack you Some people will even kill you So give it to em, yall [VERSE 2] When I started writin lyrics it was like a religion to me Cause when I seen the mic, youre fuckin right, I was kickin it, gee Knew that it was somethin that was gonna last a lifetime When I pushed my homework aside so I could write rhymes I sat in class hypnotized, my mind in a daze Pretendin Bushwick Bill rippin up a stage But back in the days Little Bill was soft as jello And hard work pays, now Im the hardest muthafucka in the ghetto I assured I got the rhymes that was popular at times But I hadnt got my name on the dotted line I couldnt pay the dime, mama worked parttime It made me so mad, I sat down and wrote hard rhymes I ''' cause I couldnt pay the fee Then my boy gave me a ki, in a week I made a g Pretty soon I was laughin in a mansion makin profits Puttin half in the bank, keepin half in my pockets Cops were hopin, cops were hopin they could get me net They be promoted to a captain for the big arrest I wasnt slippin, I was givin the blues the blues Cause I refused to lose, I grabbed the booze and cruised Up the avenue, laughin at the people in school Cause they broke as a muthafucka talkin bout a golden rule Youre sayin Im a fool for droppin out Im makin millions, well daddy, what youre talkin bout' I remember scrapin up pennies for the 4-double ozs Now my refigerators full of Olde E I used to only rap on the schoolyard Now Im in the studio droppin lyrics too hard I took the road to the riches in a dash Left my competators at last, they run from copper to cash Some people will try to jack you Some people will even kill you So give it to em, yall [VERSE 3] A lotta people didnt think that it could happen They all started laughin when I told em Id be rappin But now Im cashin in big checks from the Rap-A-Lot Bills gettin paid, now its my turn to laugh a lot I live the life that a lotta niggas dream of I sit back and smoke cess in a steam tub I got bitches and bitches and bitches and bitches And more bitches on my dick, they like the size of my pockets But I aint cuttin for a stinky piece of pearl tongue She makes a move for my wallet, and the girls hung Cause when youre broke, youre a joke, but when you get cash Them muthafuckin stink hoes want half So all of you funky-ass hoes can kiss My Geto-Boy-midget-mind-of-a-lunatic- Fuck-a-war-cant-be-stopped-size-aint-shit- Other-level-rap-a-lot-copper-to-cash-dick But if you just wanna fuck me Yeah aight, aight, you can suck a niggas Chuckie Some people will try to jack you Some people will even kill you So give it to em, yall [ Copper To Cash Lyrics ]

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