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Mark Battles – Be You (feat. Curren$y)
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Mark Battles – Be You (feat. Curren$y)

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Длительность: 04:51Формат: MP3Качество: 192 kb/sРазмер: 6.7 MB
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Mama said go be great son and do what you love
As long as you ain't stealin' and ain't movin' no drugs
Always be an honest man I think the truth is enough
When you stop doin' you is when you doin' too much
You gotta be you, be you, be you
You gotta, be you, be you, be you
You gotta, be you, be you, be you
You gotta, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, uh

That's my nigga Spitta if he call I'm on the way
Nastradamus philosophic when he blowin' jays
In my city bumpin' Dizzy this the golden age
She hit my mentions reminiscin' 'bout the older days
Got the game it's 'bout time the ref blow the whistle
Collectin' profit and we poppin' like a loaded pistol
With my homies they just chillin' probably blowin' swishers
Don't make them niggas get to shootin' like you photogenic
No we didn't, went to shoppin' with the baddest women
Then she suck me till I'm sleep but she classy with it
Daddy get it you just wanna join the family business
You ain't help me get it started how we plan to finish
Can't replenish the time started my mind sharper
Give me the title like Shawn Carter I grind harder
All these niggas is just see through
Watchin' it how we do, you should try and be you

Closed the deal today, time to celebrate
Bong rips in the elevator
Take it all the way to the top floor playa
Penthouse spent 'bout 1.5 maybe more
Fuck it though, made more, put that bus back on the road
Tourin' towns, smokin' pounds
We click up to get tore down
Full of that top shelf so, go on and help yourself 'round
We got so much of it it's like, I'm stuck with it
That's why I struck it rich never on no sucka shit
I would never fuck with it, carry on like my luggage kid
Gucci rollaway, marble rollin' trays
3.9 Shootin' j's, Reggie Miller in a killa Chevrolet
Hit the switch it's super laid out
6 Trey motherfuckin' ragtop
Pass by yo house it look like a drive by bitches pass out

I wake up with a smile on my cheek
That bullet missed me by an inch coulda been found in the street
Really started from the bottom I was houndin' to eat
Now I just got off tour 20 thousand a week
Cause the sound is unique, ay respect my nigga Que's for the beat
That's my dude till I'm deep, are they hatin'? I ain't losin' no sleep
Compensation turn a friend to a leech
And that jealousy is common we was made to compete
Don't focus on the negative get you down if you let it
Get your mind out your feelings man you gotta keep it separate
I keep makin' deposits since I never get the credit
Stay humble through the struggle ain't no tellin' where it's headed
Since a kid I was makin' this true
Like Madagascar raised in the zoo
Get a fast car race with my crew
Love for most only hate for a few
I bet you hate what we do, battles
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