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Preach
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Preach wurde am 21. Dezember 2018 von Haystak Inc./Brabo Gator Music als Teil des Albums Broken veröffentlicht
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AlbumBroken
Veröffentlichungsdatum21. Dezember 2018
LabelHaystak Inc./Brabo Gator Music
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM73

Credits

Songtexte

Preach, all that talking, they ain't gon' make her break me (get on, preach)
Right hand on the Bible, bitch, that shit don't faze me (get on, preach)
Telling me you real makes me think you're shaded (get on, preach)
They ain't got no motherfuckin' choice but to hate me
I hear my name (hear my name)
Out of your mouth (out of your mouth)
You don't know what you, what you talking about
You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
They don't even know what they be talkin' about
Oh, let's roll up when we roll up, pull up just to make you shut up
Now what up, cow up, you was supposed to power up
Baw, baw, baw, baw
Shut them fucking guns out, like you ain't about to bust nothin' made you make me bust a nut
'Cause it bullshit turn me on like a thick white chick in a marathon
Why, I feel like King Kong with all the Ric Flair, two rounds
Smacking rappers out the ozone for you so nothing put your clothes on
You riding that grocery cart, I was in the bottom causing problems
Running the spot hot, they knew we was getting to it
A lot of rappers talk about it, most of them didn't do it
Represent that one percent, like the hills angels
When you cross hard and play, know that you in real danger
Preach, all that talking, they ain't gon' make her break me, (get on, preach)
Right hand on the Bible, bitch, that shit don't faze me (get on, preach)
Telling me you real makes me think you're shaded (get on, preach)
They ain't got no motherfuckin' choice but to hate me
I hear my name (hear my name)
Out of your mouth (out of your mouth)
You don't know what you, what you talking about
You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
They don't even know what they be talkin' about
All these new faces, they don't know what I'm about
Bitch, my kindness turns to anger when I feel I'm counted out
All that fucking gossip only adds to my account
So keep on talking and I promise I'll just keep on losing count
But be careful who you yelling at before you get me loud
Swallowing my pride ain't gonna make my mama proud
Everyone's got limits if you keep on talking down
Only one of us is gon' be walking out
I'm a beast plus I'm pennant so I'll take this shit much farther
Searching for a pond, got your ass in gator water
Before you cross that line, before you holler beef
Understand I'll put you six feet deep and make that preacher man, preach
All that talking, they ain't gon' make her break me, (get on, preach)
Right hand on the Bible, bitch, that shit don't faze me (get on, preach)
Telling me you real makes me think you're shaded (get on, preach)
They ain't got no motherfuckin' choice but to hate me
I hear my name (hear my name)
Out of your mouth (out of your mouth)
You don't know what you're, what you're talking about
You don't know, you don't know, you don't know, you don't know
They don't even know what they be talking about
Written by: Jason Winfree, Na Na Na
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