Представляем точный текст композиции "Good Life, The" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cali Agents . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Good Life, The» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cali Agents передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cali Agents - "Good Life, The"
Lyrics to Good Life, The : Give me my money! [Planet Asia talking] We gettin paper on this one..."Aoooowww" Underground niggaz gettin money "The good life"...and ya dont stop "Aoooowww" [Planet Asia] Ay yo we first class Vergin splurgin mergin with professionals Soul food fanatics all be strung out on my vegetables Mic merchants meditate on it til its visual To what I believe in even if the situations critical We chop slang like equipment So heres another shipment, a dosage of atomic liquids We live the good life similar to the way we always come thru Fresh fitted like we did it and we wake up when we want to Always hungry for the work we get Filter the scheme out for the cream Like aint a such thang like strikin it rich Connectin big checks Back in the days we used to do the disco Now we highly recognized thru representin L.A. to Frisco Its Cali Agents, we came to bost ya high Some days for nothin you can catch me rockin suits and ties Fresh off the global tour Im on retour Rippin tracks until its triple plat Than its back to the hood to make sure Im supprorted [Chorus x2: Rasco (Planet Asia)] "The good life", We keep livin it yall, we keep livin (what) "Aoooowww" We keep livin it yall We stay tight, you goddamn right You know how we do, we keep livin [Rasco] I want the exact same shit they got But Ima get mines a whole nother way A million dollar pay day Door to door, got ya back hittin the floor The service got this whole spot nervous I know you heard this, it aint a thang Im rollin in the 99 Sting thats red and cost a whole lotta bread White gold to flash, hand to the crotch Get down town and cop a cold ass watch *brrr* No ice banks I dont flash my cash I go to the bank and put it on with the stash We mash dipped in fresh gear all year And I think back to when it wasnt all here Five thousand chips a song Dont come at Rasco long and switch man Im tryin to get rich Two c notes from quotes just wont flow (nigga) I cant be broke, you had too much to smoke (nigga) I sit back and take head to the chair there near Go home break out the pad and the beer From beginning to end, in the game to win Watch niggaz get funny when they money is thin Keep mines thick, you can eat a fat dick fo sho You better show up with all my dough Still servin the pipe, earn yo stripes And maybe you cats can start livin [Chorus x2] [Planet Asia] This aint yo ordinary cuz we felt this Zonin for the come up when the guns are pointed at you offa hennessey and roaches Nigga said that I was selfish Cuz I went from what was destined to take place My scratch match and runnin out with big faces Later haters dictate, CA the sound No time to clown around, thousand the first to spit it on your mixtape Passion dank, cash on the blank Wild whip cross to blow shit, laughin on the way to the bank I seen it comin as a youngin though Mentally possessed for the limelight Cali Agents bout to up the '''' in mo Dont try to act like you aint heard about us We on some HipHop shit, underground But whether not this thick ya know My lyrical formats is phatter than the average I battle like a savage, maniac microphone technician We stay tight, you goddamn right You know how we do, we keep livin [Chorus x2] [Rasco] Yo,I spit it from the lips for chips I break legs and hips to get it all thru the contract starve Even the cats that advise wanna capitalize Ima show you how the black man rise See we do things that other cats cant do The simplest shit like how to spit the 1 2 Now you watch Ras and Planet As get bait And this here song is like the best shit made Gray day pop off the choice, my loud voice We spit so much we need a whole crowd moist Now watch how we catch the whole damn batch And we stay underground to earn that scratch Dont be mad cuz your career went bad You niggaz should give it up and wave that flag I know that I brag but yo somebody should When I make cash I spend it all in the hood I wish a nigga would try to hold my check Id hit him with blows and lay his back on the deck Still servin the pipe, earn yo stripes And maybe you cats can start livin [Chorus x2] [Planet Asia talking] YknowImsayin...the good life Underground cats makin good dough Rasco...Planet Asia...Cali Agents West Coasts finest...welcome to Need to get this paper yknowImsayin Capitalizin and all that [ Good Life, The Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Cali Agents. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Good Life, The» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Good Life, The» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.