Текст, перевод и аккорды “Bravehearted”
- [Chorus][DJ Scratching] Brave, brave, brave, brave, brave, Bravehearts Jungle, Wiz, Wi, Wi, Wiz, Wiz, Braveheart [GWIZ] G-W-I-Z, wont yall come fuck with me While I lay game chase, catch and cash the check Stomp niggas out take respect With a sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump I sips on Grey Goose, smokin on the blunt I fucks with this broad, she do what I want I fucks her real slow, she likes when I pump I be on my block dun, I do what's I want And Nar nigga to front, I do what's I want I shoot and don't blink, I lay you out in the street I mean I'm fuckin' wit them niggas that's beastin And blaze when they in shit, that's evident Leavin no evidense, who you messin' wit It's Ill Will and yall niggas bore me I shoot to kill, they never saw me [Chorus][DJ Scratching]x2 [Jungle] You could put on that vest Im'a shoot you in the head, won't aim for the chest Betcha won't survive 10 hollow tips out my chrome 45 I got the drop on you Element of surprise nigga what you wanna do I really seen dead people I got the 9 millimeter I can make you face see-through Transparent, potholes in your melon Damage from the ratchet happens if you tell it Jungle live by the morals of the street Not like snitch C.J or bitch Jay-z In beef them niggas only play defense Guns never sparkin afraid of my offense Too rusty, I put they body in the garbage Y'all niggas pussy, we bravehearted [Chorus][DJ Scratching]x2 [Nas] My name is beloved I come from the past With insects crawling on me like I'm dead, I don't eat I just fast I don't beef I just blast, Gods son, blood on my palm I left the cross horny white nun's suckin me off And black dike ones, dressed up like bush identical mask I fuck em hard with a sinister laugh And puff on cigar like Tony Montana Me and Sony got problems If I die they say I'm only a martyr Step to me I'm braver, do me a favor Put two in my waves, you can be paid The label puts you in my place I'm Jewish like Sammie Davis Junior Holding a Louis suitcase with Colin Powell chopped in pieces Now I'm locked up with psycho's who eat they feces Colder hearts break me out and I reveal deep secrets About this street shit that y'all so obsessed by I rep my niggas to the death while the rest lie, the rest die, I'm brave
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