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Forever
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Forever은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2004년 5월 11일일에 Bad Boy Records에서 발매되었습니다.Living Legends
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뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
8Ball
8Ball
보컬
Mjg
Mjg
보컬
Lloyd
Lloyd
보컬
작곡 및 작사
Brendan graham
Brendan graham
작사가 겸 작곡가
Goodwin
Goodwin
작사가 겸 작곡가
SMITH
SMITH
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Bangladesh
Bangladesh
프로듀서
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
마스터링 엔지니어
John Frye
John Frye
믹싱 엔지니어

가사

[Verse 1]
See a **** like me gonna get money till I get rich
Ride with a couple hundred G's in the biscuit
Stay down for whatever
Forever hustle with my misfit homes
And soon you gon' see
Just how crunk this shit be once we get rich
Till then it's back to hustling with my misfits
Deep on the creep
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
[Verse 2]
I keep a big old **** beater heater
It's in the trunk of my four-door and my two-seater
Make all you skeeter-skeeter
Keep up and grab the ball back
Just like I'm Derek Jeter
I know you wanna fuck my hoe
But you too scared to meet her
See, you ain't got enough bread to even start to treat her
The way a pimp did, and in the bed I'm even sweeter
I hustle, I got more Franklins in me than Aretha
If I had Oprah Winfrey, I would marry her and keep her
[Verse 3]
I spit as much knowledge as preachers and teachers
Just as long as the message reach us, we all fill up the bleachers
I'm the MJG, I get in yo' shit
I ain't tryna run your clique that be your friend so quick
Come on, where my money?
Let me hit the stage
Fuck them long interviews, just give us the front page
Black G apostrophe S us, forever bust
Them lyrics that make the people say he got nuts
[Verse 4]
See a **** like me gonna get money till I get rich
Ride with a couple hundred G's in the biscuit
Stay down for whatever
Forever hustle with my misfit homes
And soon you gon' see
Just how crunk this shit be once we get rich
Till then it's back to hustling with my misfits
Deep on the creep
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
[Verse 5]
Sticky weed kickin' in
Big Ball steppin' in
Straight flying when I hustle
That's how I represent
Bounce, if you feelin' what I'm spittin' up in yo' ear hole
I've been rockin' mics since I was seventeen years old
Smokin' up, drinkin' up, kickin' dust, and fuckin' up
Everybody want a piece and we ain't got enough for us
Yeah, I touched a brick or two
Pounds, I done smoked a few
Got my bread and didn't do
What the fuck I was supposed to do
[Verse 6]
Money blind players, turns 'em into evil spirits
**** die tryna live out these old rap lyrics
I try to give it to 'em just how it come to me
Real and unedited, not how it be on TV
Be myself and don't be what them haters want me to be
Take the good, the bad, hit my knees, set me free
Make the bad good
Put that on my leather and wood
Cinderella with my fells deep off in the hood
[Verse 7]
See a **** like me gonna get money till I get rich
Ride with a couple hundred G's in the biscuit
Stay down for whatever
Forever hustle with my misfit homes
And soon you gon' see
Just how crunk this shit be once we get rich
Till then it's back to hustling with my misfits
Deep on the creep
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
[Verse 8]
You need to stop stickin' your hand out
And tryna fold it
Turn around a broom handle and try to hold it
There's plenty dirt to be swept
And leaves to be raked
Now you need to leave from my face
Take heed the mistake
That you just made, thinkin' a player could get played
Thinking that a rapper could get wrapped and phone tapped
My whole life I learned the hard way to spot liars
And it seems like it's usually the ones that's right by ya
FIRE!
[Verse 9]
Jumpin' up out the tip my pistols spittin' up
Fuck me? Watch my gun
Skeet like they bustin' nuts
'Cept when it hit your cheek
You burn, then you split the cheek
Then come out the back of your head, now you're just a memory
Graphic how I got it illustrated, rated triple x
**** wanna be the king, I don't give a fuck who's best
Just watch your mouth talkin' down in the South
I'ma let my nuts hang and start punchin' clowns out
[Verse 10]
See a **** like me gonna get money till I get rich
Ride with a couple hundred G's in the biscuit
Stay down for whatever
Forever hustle with my misfit homes
And soon you gon' see
Just how crunk this shit be once we get rich
Till then it's back to hustling with my misfits
Deep on the creep
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
Fifty songs tucked under the prone
Written by: Brendan Graham, Goodwin, SMITH
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