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lirik lagu n word – ta’east

n word lyrics
[pre hook]
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga, uh
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga, uh
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga

[verse 1: ta’east]
i’m the ghettoest aggression from america’s oppression
i’m america’s reflection from that two way mirror
i’m just america’s obsession, best yet and best dressed, b*tch
life’s feeling like a press kit
took scr*ps and made feasts
cooked crack so ends meet for your infatuation with it
turned the whole world to hypo*critics
criticize the culture but you live it
i swear to god the vultures won’t admit it huh?

[pre hook]
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga, uh
everybody wanna be a n*gga
but n0body wanna be a n*gga
(let’s talk about it)

[bridge: malik yusef, ta’east]
i never knew n*ggas that messed with you new n*ggas
i heard they was following the herd
a bunch of new n*ggas
i have a few n*ggas that’s on the avenue n*ggas
black wall street
that’s revenue, n*ggas
you can tell by my flow, i’m sick
i’m on ya, new n*ggas
(brought the hurst and the diamond chain to the blackout)
shout out to those who risk chains around wrist
(brought the cello and violin to the trap house)
for chains around they neck
(drove the whole world crazy when i brought the block out)
they don’t never go nowhere like it’s chains around they deck
(drove the whole world crazy when i brought the block out)
wage slaves like its chains around they check
and they will change you for that respect
they need it in every aspect except self

[verse 2: young lyxx]
gold jeep, fo’ deep
ride ‘round screamin’ “f*ck the police”
oh me? boy look
i just ball from the side like i’m kobe
and you know me, you in the nosebleed
while we all in the sections that you don’t be
with the model b*tches, yeah that you don’t see
i’m the n*gga, yeah something that you won’t be
i’m a trill young n*gga bumpin’ bun b
r.i.p to pimp c
n*gga you a simp
be ridin’ through the city in a f*ckin’ rolls royce
looking like the lead singer of the muhf*ckin’ temp ts
yeah that’s a temptation
yeah n*gga, i know that you been hating
yeah n*gga, i heard what you been saying
my reply back, oh you been waiting…
[chorus: young lyxx, ta’east]
type of n*gga like me
i be high when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i just ride in the coupe
i be fly when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i ain’t nothin’ like you
type of n*gga like me
i be high when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i just ride in the coupe
i be fly when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i ain’t nothin’ like you

(let me talk my sh*t one time)

[bridge: malik yusef]
it seem like we fit the description
even if we don’t flip the prescription
way back, my back was whipped with precision
and now i’m way back in that maybach
and it’s being whipped with precision

[verse 3: ta’east]
look, og (og) you know me (know me)
ride ‘round town with my whoadies (whoadies)
keep a bad one but she low key
still smashed ya favorite girl to some oldies
i sip pinot grig’, she drip old e (old e)
still taste her kitty in my goatee (what?)
we can shoot a fair one, but don’t quote me
even quick to square up with the police
hold up
i’m probably in your city bumpin’ my own sh*t
oh sh*t!
enjoying hot weather with a cold b*tch
that give me no sh*t, coastin’
handle my business off the iphone
if the numbers ain’t right, i don’t want it
battery on 17% but you know a real n*gga still keep it 100
a hundred haters on my back
tryna see how to get to 101
these n*ggas can’t see me one on one
these n*ggas can’t see i’m a 1/1
reliving my past, i’be overlapped y’all
over*dressed y’all, over*rapped y’all
they over*gassed ya’ll
took the hold off the pedal
grammy*bound, time to put the gold on the mantle
[chorus: young lyxx, ta’east]
type of n*gga like me
i be high when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i just ride in the coupe
i be fly when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i ain’t nothin’ like you
type of n*gga like me
i be high when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i just ride in the coupe
i be fly when i’m through
type of n*gga like me
i ain’t nothin’ like you

[bridge: malik yusef]
the ill*luminati still do not got me
they never got the memo
they still do not copy
concentered effort to keep our hands up
still the cops shot me

[outro: cairo mayeson]
don’t treat me like sambo
i’m more like samo
the artist
the same ‘ol g
i’m a 100% django
without the d silent
now you n*ggas be quiet
don’t treat me like sambo
i’m more like samo the artist

- taeast

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