收聽Raekwon的Letter To Da Rap Game歌詞歌曲

Letter To Da Rap Game

Raekwon, J Hard, Dolla Boy2011年11月24日

Letter To Da Rap Game 歌詞

Letter To Da Rap Game - Raekwon/J Hard/Dolla Boy

This my letter to the rap game

Hip hop I'm a product of the trap mane

Crack came I didn't know how to act mane

I did what I had to do when the pack came

 

This is my letter to the rap game

 

Hip hop I'm a product of the trap mane

Crack came I didn't know how to act mane

I did what I had to do when the pack came

 

Chef what's happenin' ghost what's up

 

Wu tang clan they ain't nothing to f**k wait

 

2 chainz ain't nothing to f**k with

Need search warrants cause these niggas is suspects

All I talk is money so chainz is the subject

 

This my letter to the rap game

Hip hop I'm a product of the trap mane

Crack came I didn't know how to act mane

I did what I had to do when the pack came

 

Came in this motherf**ker hundred grand strong

Two to be exact grinding the kush pact

Ride with the roof back live with a suit act

Killing 'em so I am dying my suit black

 

Dear rap game you are ill homie

Having me thinking we were gon' make some real money

Came from the streets I'm a beast capiche

Like my dick in the mailbox when the bills come oh

And hey rap game the real coming

The way I'm murking these niggas hope your will coming

And when you're numb it's kind of hard to feel something

I'm the type to get rich and still hustle yeah

And before I leave let me say this play this

Have my niggas dead or in jail like asic

Face it back to the basics

2 chainz on them b**ches looking like vegas the greatest

 

This my letter to the rap game

Hip hop I'm a product of the trap mane

Crack came I didn't know how to act mane

I did what I had to do when the pack came

 

My worlds coming to an end speaking philosophical

Six's on the coupe when they said it was impossible

Got the type of guns to make the city feel uncomfortable

And we breaking bricks down till the last molecule

Cherish the horizon sun blessed party hey

Thinking 'bout this business and it's time that I gave away

Trying to make a plan today niggas on there way

Locked in confinement gotta learn to levitate

And on the inside my instinct I survive

All I got left is pride touchdown I'mma ride

I was raised as a boss

Damn I let a ni**a take me off

And let him tell josh that his pops was soft

Mothaf**ker

 

This my letter to the rap game

Hip hop I'm a product of the trap mane

Crack came I didn't know how to act mane

I did what I had to do when the pack came

 

Rocking blood diamonds cooling in the hood with the goonies

 

Gambling and scrambling trying to buy us some guchi's

It's a movie made regardless my crooks is the hardest

Buying crazy pots and pans stay in apartments

Bank roll was all we ever needed

While niggas was weeded playing spades

And pumping crack in adidas

Just fly young with heart I sift in the park

Made sales blazed a few shells yeah f**k who you are

Guns on us I make you cry like onions come through

Stay in your lane peep the name and we done it

I was legend yet now my papar stretching yeah that's it

 

Go ask the rocky glass I class act

Villas movie-making gorillas the willas

The guest-star gun fights squeeze on the squealers

 

Don't come near me ni**a

If you don't got no money fear me

 

Matter fact move it ya hear me