First String

First String

歌手:Hit-Boy

所属专辑:The Chauncey Hollis Project

发行时间:2020-05-01

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[00:22.898]Most of the realest niggas live through real pain, that shit true

[00:25.854]This ain't a scrimmage, this the real game

[00:27.456]This fake shit get cut, no scissors

[00:29.619]They tryna tell me to pipe down, nigga

[00:32.336]Shit is hard to explain, I can feel the evil eye behind the shades

[00:36.109]Makin' major plays, nigga, I been up for days

[00:39.384]I need that pie in the sky and I can't wait

[00:42.379]Give 'em a piece of my soul with every take (Hit-Boy)

[00:46.142]Uh, might be the verse to seal my fate

[00:48.856]**** waitin' 'til my wake to tell a nigga I'm great

[00:51.540]Liquor spillin' as I skate, movin' like I work weight, livin' everything I say

[00:57.438]Lessons on lessons, blessings on blessings, shit, I guess it's a message

[01:02.581]And everything big bands, no wedding ring

[01:05.017]I don't play rap shit, catch me sliding to Teddy P

[01:07.730]I can't play a second fiddle, nigga

[01:10.672]First string type nigga, Chauncey, but not Billups

[01:13.382]Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

[01:16.338]Should take up tithes on you niggas, go 'head, pay the pastor

[01:19.275]Can't repaint the past hook, y'all slept on the last one

[01:22.258]Damn, slept on the last one

[01:29.074][Interlude]

[01:29.875]Don't hate the player, hate this cold game

[01:35.796]Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

[01:39.582]Don't hate the player, hate this cold game

[01:47.428]Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

[01:50.935]A good name is better than a good face

[01:55.279]That's what some would say, took all that I could take

[01:57.773]One's loss is another man's gain

[02:00.464]One toss could be the end of the game, nigga, practice on your aim

[02:04.242]Two wrongs don't make a right, two mil'll get you right

[02:06.704]Seen both at close sight, success and failure

[02:09.349]Drug paraphernalia, two grams of the Skywalker

[02:12.634]Bangin' the first Carter, niggas'll try to off you

[02:15.365]We high on the meter, my nigga

[02:18.892]They mean muggin' when they see the two seater, my nigga

[02:21.028]A fifth lawyer on the case, that'll change your face

[02:23.729]Smile through it all, that's amazing grace

[02:26.450]Uh, R.I.P. to Aretha

[02:30.513]Rest in peace my nigga Nip

[02:33.177]Free the real ones, free the real ones, yeah

Most of the realest niggas live through real pain, that shit true

This ain't a scrimmage, this the real game

This fake shit get cut, no scissors

They tryna tell me to pipe down, nigga

Shit is hard to explain, I can feel the evil eye behind the shades

Makin' major plays, nigga, I been up for days

I need that pie in the sky and I can't wait

Give 'em a piece of my soul with every take (Hit-Boy)

Uh, might be the verse to seal my fate

**** waitin' 'til my wake to tell a nigga I'm great

Liquor spillin' as I skate, movin' like I work weight, livin' everything I say

Lessons on lessons, blessings on blessings, shit, I guess it's a message

And everything big bands, no wedding ring

I don't play rap shit, catch me sliding to Teddy P

I can't play a second fiddle, nigga

First string type nigga, Chauncey, but not Billups

Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

Should take up tithes on you niggas, go 'head, pay the pastor

Can't repaint the past hook, y'all slept on the last one

Damn, slept on the last one

[Interlude]

Don't hate the player, hate this cold game

Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

Don't hate the player, hate this cold game

Can't go out sad, a gangster is who they named me after

A good name is better than a good face

That's what some would say, took all that I could take

One's loss is another man's gain

One toss could be the end of the game, nigga, practice on your aim

Two wrongs don't make a right, two mil'll get you right

Seen both at close sight, success and failure

Drug paraphernalia, two grams of the Skywalker

Bangin' the first Carter, niggas'll try to off you

We high on the meter, my nigga

They mean muggin' when they see the two seater, my nigga

A fifth lawyer on the case, that'll change your face

Smile through it all, that's amazing grace

Uh, R.I.P. to Aretha

Rest in peace my nigga Nip

Free the real ones, free the real ones, yeah

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