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Текст песни Ces Cru - Hangout
Yeah, yeah
From where it gets cold
From where it gets cold
See they ain't knowin' what the game do
Or what a little bit of fame do
I been a whole lot of places
Met a lot of real ones who don't love me how they claim to
Try to convince a nigga they care
The truth was never play fair
I was down lookin' 'round for anyone there
Scared to be such a fuckin' rarity, it's unfair
Shots fired, fly by, I ain't blamin' 'em
Arms to the teeth, it's with the pieces and I'm aimin' 'em
How we get to clappin' out of rap and entertainin' 'em
I need a case, like another hole in the cranium
Shit list, full of enemies, I'm never namin' 'em
Curse in they vicinity and anyone who came with 'em
Curry in a hurry takin' shots and I'm drainin' 'em
And I can't seem to find a single drop worth ashamin' 'em
Y'all got it, y'all run it
That's what you already don't know
It's your turn, we don't want it
That's what you already don't know
We ain't even think about reppin' where we from
That's what you already don't know
You keep it all, don't want none
That's what you already (Hold up) (Hang out)
You gon' see what a nigga gon' do
What a nigga gon' (Hang out)
A couple of them hot ones just for you
Talkin' 'bout (Hang out)
A couple of them try but they miss me
Try but they miss me (Hang out)
Ayy, better find out, that boy, that ticket to kick it
They been jockin' for a long time
Long line tryna get inside the combine
It's all fine, grass green over on our side
I move 'em in and move 'em out, work at Rawhide
They really part-time, I'm pullin' OT
You mighta had me, lil' daddy, but I broke free
I handle business but the business really lowkey
It seem familiar, but killer, you don't know me
And you don't own me, show me your land deed
I let 'em know I'm doin' everything you can't see
And homie, you don't want no problems, you get one chance
We ain't even thinkin' 'bout reppin' where we from, fam
They wanna hang with us, wishin' they came with us
Let's keep it real, we ain't even in the same business
This entertainment, the money, power, and fame business
It's same-same, why they thinkin' it's the same difference?
Y'all got it, y'all run it
That's what you already don't know
It's your turn, we don't want it
That's what you already don't know
We ain't even think about reppin' where we from
That's what you already don't know
You keep it all, don't want none
That's what you already (Hold up) (Hang out)
You gon' see what a nigga gon' do
What a nigga gon' (Hang out)
A couple of them hot ones just for you
Talkin' 'bout (Hang out)
A couple of them try but they miss me
Try but they miss me (Hang out)
Ayy, better find out, that boy, that ticket to kick it
My lip is like a hundred round clip
Enough to make another nigga turn around
I wish I could just turn around and dip
Suicide but I'ma turn the gun around
Ain't bother nobody
Blaze up some cess, Ubi, Gotti
And I'm rockin' with the Connie
Got me a check for my rap, money
Y'all got it, y'all run it
That's what you already don't know
It's your turn, we don't want it
That's what you already don't know
We ain't even think about reppin' where we from
That's what you already don't know
You keep it all, don't want none
That's what you already (Hold up) (Hang out)
You gon' see what a nigga gon' do
What a nigga gon' (Hang out)
A couple of them hot ones just for you
Talkin' 'bout (Hang out)
A couple of them try but they miss me
Try but they miss me (Hang out)
Ayy, better find out, that boy, that ticket to kick it
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
From where it gets cold
But nigga, it's sold
From where it gets cold
But nigga, it's sold