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Nostalgia
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Nostalgia è stato pubblicato il 16 marzo 2018 da Genco Audio, a division of Genco Media, Llc. come parte dell'album MMIX
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AlbumMMIX
Data di uscita16 marzo 2018
EtichettaGenco Audio, a division of Genco Media, Llc.
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
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Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM85

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Game don't change, it's just the players, man
I wasn't made that up, that was a fact! Word
Let's go
Game, peace, you the best
Everything gotta go up another level now
It don't stop, uh
My scale was my first investment
'Bout to give you **** a lesson
Never give a bitch seconds
And cut her off if you start stressin'
Had the Caddy with the rims on it, TV in the dash
Backseat had the stash, it was man-
Made but it did well with the roadblocks
Hid about an ounce but couldn't hold no whole blocks
Vassar Ave caught my first lick
On Van Velsor caught my first flip
Rick taught me about my first whip
Lease a house, bust my first brick
Used to give Mick coke to rent the hoop, dog
Road six deep, smoke all blunts to Snoop Dogg
That 89th had me so high
The weed was light green but the smoke looked like blue fog
The foulness, the power
The smell, this money give me nostalgia
Long nights, bag of powder
Streetlights give me nostalgia
The women, the cars, the violence
The corners give me nostalgia
Champagne every night, money showers
The life give me nostalgia
Uh, wanna know what I'm about?
Ask Game how he made it through the droughts
Ask Noid how he made it through the droughts
Goldie had him fourth quarter, moved the whole house
But y'all don't understand it though
We ran the table, we was in demand with blow
Number one cornerback, shut down
Been that way since me and Tone was going uptown
Skating rink had the shit poppin'
That first lady had the block rockin'
All the bitches on us 'cause they knew we chased it
Late night fuckin' hoes down in Pop basement
We stood outside in the coldest weather
How you think we know about gettin' all this cheddar?
We did it, then we took it to the projects
Still sittin' at the top talkin' in Pyrex
The foulness, the power
The smell, this money give me nostalgia
Long nights, bag of powder
Streetlights give me nostalgia
The women, the cars, the violence
The corners give me nostalgia
Champagne every night, money showers
The life give me nostalgia
Yeah, listen, man
You tunin' into a young don, man
I swear, man, I remember
Remember bein' on Vassar, man, we was beefin' with this block, man
And two of us had to hustle in the front
And one **** in the back with the vest on
Holdin' a gun out, takin' turns all night
Y'all ain't got no idea how this shit go, man
I remember when I first met Killa K
Smalls, Tone brought me up in the house
I shook the **** hand, he gave me an
Eighth of key and told me to bag it up
Yo, like, I been around some of the best ever, man
I'm just givin' it to you raw
You want it more raw than that, it's gon' end up on a plate, haha
Written by: Juan Carlos Escobedo Calero
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