Dave East'in En Sevilen Şarkıları
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cruch Calhoun
Performer
David Brewster
Rap
Jerae Prather
Rap
Jermaine Jackson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Brewster
Songwriter
Jerae Prather
Songwriter
Jermaine Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mixed by Kamillion
Producer
John Sparkz
Mastering Engineer
Lyrivelli
Recording Engineer
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ROSELLE USA, nigga (woo)
From the other side where other guys don't walk too much
Girls from the projects wouldn't fuck us 'cause we talk too much
From the other side where other guys don't walk too much
Girls from the projects wouldn't fuck us, they say we talk too much
Say we talk too much (Mixed by Kamillion)
Lord, forgive me for my sins and protect me from my friends
'Cause I can handle all my enemies, huh
Made it all the way to Italy, and still was sippin' Hennessy (yeah)
My rap sheet had customs looking at me like I'm finna flee (ha)
Ten bands a chat, it ain't nothin' less than that (no less)
Soon as it clear, yeah, I'll be there, and we can discuss what's on the back (run it)
It's funny, they went missin' when I was strugglin' on my back (yeah)
I know they hopin' I would lack, but I ain't goin' out like that (at all)
Cuzzo scooped me in the back, a couple 'ooters in the back (skrrt)
Behind the back, in that Trackhawk (bop)
Muhammed Ali before Frazier, I give him that talk (woo)
I been a role model, now me and Lyric on catwalks
Brick fly, I get 'em slapped off (rrah)
Them pages in the passport get stamped like a brick now (like a brick)
Came from house parties, lights cut on, we gettin' kicked out
Bumped the wrong nigga'll turn the situation Chris Childs (bop)
This ain't state property, you'll get laid before you get down (woo)
Jumpin' in that water, I hope these boys know how to swim now
Knew this shit was rigged, first time I saw the biggest fish drown (damn)
Barkin' with no action, I'll lay the baddest of the piss down (rrah)
This motion got 'em pissed, feel like I'm standin' with my dick out (whoa)
Shoutout my hood 'cause they still love me and it's reciprocated (Roselle)
Shoutout my lawyer (yeah), I'm just glad we got that situated
And shoutout me (haha), yeah
Shoutout myself, nigga, word, fuck they thought? (Woo)
Like, shoutout me, word
Shoutout myself (big shoutout to me), uh
Yeah, shoutout me, uh (30 for 30)
Shoutouts to me (30 for 30), uh, uh
From The Dirt (shout myself out)
No really, From The Dirt (nobody shout me out, nigga)
(Me neither, cuzzo) woo
Shoutout to Janice, shoutout to David
Shoutout to Bully, shouts to Aiden (uh)
That's who birthed me, that's who helped me, that's who fronted all that hazing
Shoutout the Metro, shout to Wilson
Shoutout East river, shoutout Franklin (Eastside)
Shoutout Nine, shoutout Taiene, shoutout Wagner, that's the payment (uh)
Shoutout AK, shoutout Carla, rest in peace, Troy the barber (Troy)
Shoutout Lex, 1990, rest in peace to Wayno father (Wayno)
Shoutout to Jeb, shouts to Tab, shout to Schaumburg
You never seen the town purge (never)
You never been around birds (brr)
Shouts go out to Lincoln, shouts to Grant, shoutout to Forrester (Harlem)
Shouts to go out the Polo grounds, lookin' for 'em, they lost ya (gone)
Shouts to go out to Johnson, free Scrappy 'til Scrappy free (Scrappy)
Shouts to Drew Ham, shouts to colonial, they have the green (Money)
Shoutout Ravenswood, shoutout Queen's bridge
40 upside, 41st side, I really seen shit (really)
Vernon niggas lean shit (vernon)
Bompton niggas bleed shit (Bom')
I was young on Dom block, first time I seen a fiend strip
Cut the cope, let's remix (remix)
Cruch, I got a .30 clip, hit these niggas 30 times
Used to work the early shift (uh), Northface with 30 dimes
Shoutout myself
You know, first and foremost I, I'd like to thank Allah
For blessing me with the gift to make all this possible (running from myself)
You know, second, I'd like to thank my mom (running from myself)
For giving me that confidence, you know that style, that, that energy (running from myself)
Third, I'd like to thank my pops (running from myself)
Made a solid young motherfucker, nigga (running from myself)
30 for 30 (running from myself)
I'd like to thank Cruch (woo), keep it rollin', nigga
What's understood ain't really gotta be explained, nigga
You know what the fuck is crackin' (uh)
Head all on my knees
Rollin'
From The Dirt (30)
No really, From The Dirt (for 30)
Yeah
(ROSELLE USA, nigga)
Writer(s): David Brewster, Jerae Tyri Prather, Jermaine Leon Jackson
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