- Голоса:
- Композиторы:
- Jenkins
- Jay / Stewart
- Demetrius
 
- Теги:
- rap
- subtle use of white noise
- the use of chordal patterning
- thug motivation
- tremendous bass
 
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Young Jeezy - Текст песни Air Forces
I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't seen what I've seen
 I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't did what I did
 Where you from, you gotta get how you live
 Everybody already know jeezy real street nigga
 Every time you see me all around street niggaz
 I hope you got yours I keep mine
 In the club blowing dro throwing gang signs
 And you already know, dog
 745 back to back me and O dog
 These other niggaz is jokers
 What they rein up with I spent it up all the strokers
 In one night eight bitches sipped bottles of Cris
 Forty grand sit back so you can glance my wrist
 Keep bread so we carry dem toaster
 But keep back though my earrings ferocious
 It's not just my imagination
 I'm the one in the topic of your conversation
 Jack boyz say they gon rob
 But on the real fuck niggaz, y'all don't want these problems
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't seen what I've seen
 I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't did what I did
 Where you from, you gotta get how you live
 Young Jeezy - Air Forces - http://ru.motolyrics.com/young-jeezy/air-forces-lyrics.html
 Black tees, black ones, and a fitted cap
 The Mack 11 make me walk wit a crazy dap
 Y'all say we country niggaz yee-haw
 The money comin back and forth like a seesaw
 And y'all ain't never seen what we saw
 Stacks of twenty dollar bills, bricks or white rolls
 What they got Lil Pha, they don't care 'bout shit
 Ludacris, how they ride out twenty wit dem bricks
 Shit, I spit it for y'all
 On the real my niggaz shit I spit it for y'all
 Who gives a fuck about friends?
 If you mix the baking soda wit it you can get a Benz
 While y'all robbing and boosting
 I'm standing over the stove like the chef in Houston
 And it's not about the flip mane
 Want the real bread it's all about your whip game
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't seen what I've seen
 I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't did what I did
 Where you from, you gotta get how you live
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't seen what I've seen
 I can get a 100,000 in these Sean John jeans
 I went from old school Chevys to drop top Porsches
 You couldn't walk a mile off in my air forces
 And you ain't did what I did
 Where you from, you gotta get how you live












