Представляем точный текст композиции "Real Slow" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Boosie . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Real Slow» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Boosie передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Boosie - "Real Slow"
Lyrics to Real Slow : Lil Boosie Bad Azz Take A Ride Wit Me Nigga Real Slow I Roll Slow Through The Ghetto Kids Holla Boosie This Life A Nigga Livin Like Im Starring In A Movie Fresh Out The Jacuzzi Lil Powder On My Chest Got 30 On My Neck Turk And Mel Just Cut The Check The Old People Hollin Bad Azz Boy You Blessed Just Keep Your Head Up And Let God Do The Rest Cuz I Ride Clean With Gucci Glasses Eatin Fettuccine In The Rooms With Savages Got The Screens In The Back Seat, Girls Screamin In The Back Seats Black Tank, Black Hot With A Dime Piece Yeha Im For Real And I Wake Up Every Morning Tryin To Get That Mil Told My Momma Im Change You Will See That This World Full Of Trouble And Im Boosie B The B Thats For Bad Azz Fast Cash Thats What A Nigga Chasing Headin To The Top Cuz I Aint Got No Patience [Chorus: x2] Real Slow Take A Ride Wit Me Nigga Where The 5 0 Ride On A Nigga Real Slow Take A Ride Wit Me Nigga Where The Good Niggas Die By The Trigga Real Slow I Made A Right On Murda Murda Huh Time To Smoke On Me Some Purple Purple Nuh Let My Top Back And Cock My Glock Back And Now Im Crusin Night Time Hit Had To Quit Distributing I Called Up Fire Red She Say She Got Something For Me Shawty She Strait Thugin That Girl Can Take Something Eat Piccadilly Four Times A Day All The Bad Bitches Like Boosie You Aint Gained No Weight Motivate Me Girl And Let Me Know Im Da Shit Tell Em Bout Me Girl So They Can Know Im Da Shit I Let Down My Window And Stick Out My Wrist I Let The Doors Up And Jump Out Of My Shit And All The Chicks Be Fascinated Cuz Im Fresh Faded The Hood Glad I Made It Get Your Bread Hatch Baby 20 Miles Per Hour In The Heat Of The Night Crusin Down Airline Livin That Life [Chrous x2] I Made A Right On Holly Road Saw Some Lil Niggas Throwing Fours The Lil Nigga In The Black Say Them 24s I Told Him Yea And You Can Get Em If You Get A Roll On The Block The Cops Hot So We Ride Slow No Beat Just The Highs And The Highs Low Stop At The Fina Got A Tee And A Bandanna A Baby Bottle Of That Lean And A Grape Fanta Got My Shit Cut Fresh By My Nigga Poohla Falling Asleep In The Chair Me And My Ruda I Had To Shake Back Quick Off Of Nestea Got Out The Chair Iced Up And A Fresh Tee Steve Harvey Thats Me Car Up In Reverse I Put It In Drive One Destinated Roller But We All Get High Slow Motion When We Ride But We All Go Live Comin Through That South Swerving Side To Side And We Ride [Chrous x2] [ Real Slow Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Lil Boosie. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Real Slow» 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 «Real Slow» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.