Представляем точный текст композиции "Tank In My Hand" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Soldiers . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Tank In My Hand» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Soldiers передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Soldiers - "Tank In My Hand"
Lyrics to Tank In My Hand : (feat. Mia X) [Mia X] New Jersey soulja boys brangin noise to the N.O. The flava mama nedded for her gumbo For show tho no mistakes allowed Gotta keep da crowd amped yo The fittest of the fits survive boot camp No such word as cant yall in my fam Now military minded, lyrically keep the competition blinded, make em rewind it And wanna bite it stand your ground take charge Worldwide they postin signs beware of baby tank doggs You gettin larger flotiup, your name is blowin up da map Adolescent stackin mines a foot taller than Shaq CDs and Segas now, college funds stop we want some New kids for mom and pops kids did I forget to mention A lifetime of shinin bringin changes to da youth Ladies scream you to curt and you camoflouge shots The bomb to no limits future hip hops young gunz Lil Soldiers mama Mias last sons [Chorus x2: freequan] O got thank in my hand (what!!) what you got [x4] we keep the rhymes hot, we got ya mind shot [Ikeim (freequan)] It aint no limit to my skills (skittills) Yall cats betta chill (chiddill) Pop got the pro Mia X captain wit it (wit it) Young soldiers my toka is for the older Illa when I grow up pina and Pepsi cola Spanish mama hola (hola), Im shovern costanova You go do coddie show nough, big tanks when we roll up No Limit sect Im in it seein whos my friend Out to take my mama on a tripo to the Carribeans What you seein is a 7 year-old Master P we gone ball (uh-uh) Im outta control The beat stops I probably still flow Im young but I count do a hit not offense yo So I cants get of the d-lou Beats by the Pound, hold it down You know the stillou and P.A. to the Calliope of Cali Pause to Harlem but it pause gotta pell a rhyme I freak every work all the time If you aint wit me you outta line No Limit so we got to shine (what) Shine cats we is the bomb my boy Me cleaner than a laundry mat Never comin wack (comin wack) My 8-year old friend his name tend to go to castout Got ill rymes for yall but they offend Take the boulders out this rap game Ny whole fam got skills thats how I got da record deal Im i-k-e-i-m sizzin to him Sixteen balls from a young star Pop says we is the all stars buying houses and new cars My mom never knew me yall, the no limit love never ends Down wit Master, Silkk the Shocker from New Orleans Yall we gone do our thing now you hear me dont miss things Flik it wen the beat breaks; me and Master P is no mistake He sign us the day showed love for another day [chorus x2] [ Tank In My Hand Lyrics ]
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