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Make Me!



AZ - Make Me! - Текст песни

I aint goin nowhere, Ima be here til 2030 ya'll can bet that.. 

classic material my mojos back 
im loco no sunoco the flow show dat 
the hood kno do fo do lo ima solo cat 
fly photos no polo i throw those back 
??? my scuffed soldier boots that holds no gat 
gotta crew of lil homies for that.. where the love at? 
still standin i aint strung on crack 
still handle it like Pun on tracks 
so check me out ya'll 
street of philly was born willy arms is chilly 
neck froze, fresh clothes, the specs is silly 
?? for really, war like the lord Achilles 
Im too illy, worth more than half a billi 
So please feel my im direct effect 
and since a kid at fresh ? I've been fresh til death 

You know what it is.. ayo Fresh come on man , it's how we do it.. let's resurrect the hood ya heard? 

The coke game is a regular, the stacks uneven 
Pimp game's still cellular, but rap I'm eatin' 
Used to pitch packs in streets 
Took it to the next level hard face watch made by Patti Philipe 
Jars of dro the chalk just added to beef 
Bars stay hot with raps thats grabbin the beats 
Double nickle deep down in the bucket seats 
Yatch match the Rolli, where my fuckin freaks? 
Flow fast and gawdy with chinchilla minx 
Hoes trash they ? and cant barely ? 
Ma we can take it to another life level 
Somethin like whole diamond round ya ice bezel 
I heard a few niggas hatin on your nice fellow 
But did they know your range cherry and ya ice yellow 
I holla at you neccessary when it's nice hello 
It's Fresh, 50 bricks nigga on my grind level 

Ayo A talk to these niggas.. you know we poor but cop chilly wrists niggas.. stackin chips niggas.. and official hood figures 

Been locked in since them wally moccassins and them drop top bm's 
ya'll shoulda cock blocked me then 
Now a dime later haters try n box me in 
But like Iverson i skip hop to the rim back spin whip wop fake cock it again 
It's understood I'm the hood Hitchcock with a grin 

Came in the spot wit 6 bad brawds, lift Jag doors 
Never too gawdy but my wrist wrapped raw 
Flip packs of raw, slick black valor 
Reacquainted with rap now we rip half of these tours 
Pull up at the summer league games Ashton Mar's 
Hopped out the whip prada shit straps and all 
The crack game is back so its fresh to ball 
330 hard top cherry red bar watch 
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I handle pop niggas CL split top 
so listen up to whos runnin the game 
You know its Fresh 50 bricks plus the shit on my chain 
Polo mitts so sick they just stick in you're brain 
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And you could see Fresh livin good enjoyin my health 
Now we runnin in the bars and we buyin the shelfs 
M5 burn rubber we denyin the belts 
Big bottles of that Don and we dyin for help 
Niggas, shit back up when the Ashton dash up 
The shit ash color mack in the black truck   
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