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lirik lagu tres.passing – giani nyc

[intro sample: chris rock]
man it is hot today
woo it is hot out here man
it is hot today

you know it is hot out
yeah i just said that, i said it is hot out here man
yeah you know it’s hot to
yeah that´s why i said it man it is hot out here
i know i’m just saying it’s hot to

[dirty sanchez]
man, i haven’t been in the studio mad long, this is 47 sh-t

[verse 1: dirty sanchez]
young boy but i’m a little mature in the literature
trying to read my mind next, my eyes been red
all the lows and highs, more blunts can’t heal it
another dropped trash, not a litterbug cause i lit up one like a firefly
gold spirit flyer word to god when i speak to myself
i feel inspired, these are diary words
if you see what i seen you would cry every night
it’s cause of the pot that i fry every verse, reverse psychology
got my enemies proud of me – f-ck twitter
we can end our wars right now if you follow me
hope when they say my name it tastes bitter
they freed all of the slaves – now free all of my n-gg-s
how could you have made it if your minds still made up of lies, government ties, you’re not a winner
i’m the [?], i’m lifted, i’m blasted
spit crack like chapped lips and teeth chipping green
stinking up the plastic, pimping
know what that means still serving them fiends
my entire empire [?]
stashing the green like a [?]
been higher than my self-esteem since fifteen
never been on a team
no eye in the finish line, i’ve been eyeing, are you finished lying, god was made in my image
it’s dirty

[verse 2: yl]
yo, who’s the kid with the platinum voice
i keep the maximum poise, mad noise
i step inside of the venue, who sent you?
faces be unfamiliar, slap you and whoever stealing my limelight
rhyme tight, hold mics like, “f-ck out my face”, you ain’t nice
got chased by the po-lice twice
woke up in [?], shoot no matter who guarding
san got to the bucket like james harden
look at them, look at them
yo they starving, involved in sh-t that involve them, camouflaged
in my, did you stance your -n-loging
memories that are crazy, b-tch still haunt me
move calmly, rockets up in this tommy
tommy hilfiger, ill n-gg-s be all around
y to the l, it smells like p-ssy
pasta with the sh-lls, you fail to overlook me

[verse 3: jab]
imagine me, a mere mortal opening up them portals
overdosing on myself and burning like i’m coiled
i’m walking through the fire, and i’m telling it too
see it in my eyes, motherf-cker – i do
holy matrimony with crazy s-x and money
my b-tch tried to leave me, told her “uh-uh, honey! you always gon’ love me, that’s end of story”
blades of glory night, till they cut them a slice
it all gets blurry, you’re back on thin ice
falling through the cracks though it all seems nice to leave this life, n-gg- push harder
it’s only third quarter, we the new sponsor
k!lling everything with the odds against us
we gon’ do it better, i feel no pressure
i don’t need no lecture, young go-getter
soon trendsetter, make your b-tch wetter

[outro: jab & dirty sanchez]
and i don’t need no b-tch to help me build this sh-t, cause i been on my sh-t, 47 for a life
i don’t need no b-tch to help me build this sh-t, cause i been on my sh-t, 47 for a life
(till i die, till i die, i’mma talk my sh-t)
47 sh-t
47 sh-t till i die
(jab! roka! we the chosen few, 2-0-1-4, [?], keeps it raw like no condoms, no trojans, aiming for the sun and the moon, ain’t too soon)
don’t put this sh-t out there without my consent…

- giani nyc

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