Представляем точный текст композиции "Neva Die Alone Pt.2" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tragedy Khadafi . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Neva Die Alone Pt.2» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tragedy Khadafi передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tragedy Khadafi - "Neva Die Alone Pt.2"
Lyrics to Neva Die Alone Pt.2 : [Verse 1] Whats really good, homie' Be gracious, my nigga its nothin Gizzardheads cluckin, every other day niggaz is buckin Its Baby G, tryin to put my coat and put me on to somethin Heard the Word of Mouf, niggaz on the other side stuntin Said you gettin rich, left the hood style switched up You wealthy, they wanna get you stitched up and sticked up He said you know Im ridin wit you, cuz I dont give a fuck Im thinkin to myself, why these savages wanna force hand I aint got time for this shit, plus Im a grown man I fell back, 745 gray I He must of read my mind, when he looked me dead in my eye And said: send the wolves at em, see if niggaz really wanna die I know your style, yous an O-G, and you dont stress that The Only thing they know, where yo baby moms rest at [Verse 2] Yo, yo, yo We now up in a building, Im stuck, really not knowin Thats when shorty turned his gun on me, then he started blowin I started leakin, hearin niggaz comin down the stairs speakin Barely movin, fadin in and out, but Im still breathin Old ladies peakin out the windows callin precincts This little nigga set me up, contemplatin the reasons Snake thug, funny how I showed this nigga love Made my way out, I jumped in my V, covered in blood Felt my neck, '' must of caught me in a scuffle Im losin blood rapidly, I know Im in trouble My vision blurry as I drive, gotta make it out the Bridge Know too much about these niggaz, they cant let me live But fuck it, Im not dyin, back rounds, I hear sirens Thats when I black out, ran the curb and hit the hydren [Verse 3] In my eyesight, seein white lights, my life flashes Funny, how these niggaz tried to murder my ass They set me up, like we never did dirt in the past and ICU, sign myself out the hospital fast Handle my handle, my mans pull up, guns in his stash Loaded weapons on the Grand Central, hit the hood in 60 seconds Fuck, niggaz slept on the God, like I was never reppin Make a right, 40th Ave., thats when I smile and laugh Load my techs three quarters down, thats when the guns blast Black glove, black mask, rappidly buckin Love is love, niggaz guns blowin, homie its nothin Got these cowards hoppin over fences, runnin and duckin Four pound, have them chokin on blood, huggin the ground When my niggaz grabbed both arms and turned him around Looked him in his eyes, cocked back and finally laced him Coward ass, Im a lay em fast, send him to Satan [Outro] Oh oh oh oh...here we go.. AK-47, the very best days When you absolutely, positively gotta kill every motherfucker in the room Accept no substitute [ Neva Die Alone Pt.2 Lyrics ]
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