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Game - Skate On (feat. Lupe Fiasco) | Текст песни

Where the Almighty know, well alrighty then
I'm all mighty ho, call me mighty Joe Quinn
With Josephine Baker in the Benz
On them shiny toes, glass slipper niggas with your Cinderalla chins
I'm a shark in the water, you see my flippers and my fins
The pool is my palace go and send them niggas in
Rockstar, let’s take the Bentley for a swim
I run the world take your hood to the gym
Stretch it all out, get it all thin
Back on my fat shit get it all again
Rap on my back bitch, hip hop on my brim
You think you're high now
Well thy style's no higher than my eyebrows, this should be a sin
Cleanse, flow clear kinda like how air look
Or like a Cinderella pair look
Or like Cinderella barefoot
No matter how many ankles of crews
The moral of the story, you can't fill my shoes
Lu!

Mass murderer
And the last verse from Lupe, touche
Ferrari drop top, but it came with a toupee
Niggas say they got cars like us, but do they?
Rap Phantoms, pack tannoms and strippers from Atlanta
Ménage à trois let ‘em fuck, I watch, stay on my JO
Only when I'm punchin' the clock, up on the block
Everything mine, I stay on my grind
Chasin' dollar signs, pumpin' Nas, it's halftime
And I'm the G8, money sign easy nigga
Don't want shit for free but weezy nigga
Load the Glock up, cops pop up
You can go to Iraq, take all the straps
Come back and couldn't stop us
Aston with the top brush, paint job, rock dust
Hand with what I got in the trunk will get us all locked up
So fuck niggas, and I'm talkin' from behind the trigga
Now come get it nigga, cuz I'm of niggas

Hatin' on me, you wastin' your time
Nigga wanna kill me? Then go and stand in that line
Kill that shit, I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Gun cocking) I know you hear that shit
So nigga
Skate on, skate on (Whatchu gon do?)
Skate on, skate on (Lupe tell ‘em nigga)
Skate on, skate on
Me and my niggas tryna stay on, skate on

Usually wake up early like them Philly niggas
In the weed spot rolling kush, A-R, go get Philly nigga
First smoke a not, we swimming it hard rock
We push it out all spots 'till they get us up off blocks
Straight for the bout pots, then bag it in Banglocks
Watch for the top cops cuz we nourish our own crops
Smoke it like blood clots, inside of the drug spot
Will take em to Van Gundy, big man on the block
Don't worry ‘bout my residentials or my credentials
My flow of cocktail, through a Def Jam window
That's for Shekyan, I'm the rapper niggas fear
No need for Craig Mack to kick the flava in ya ear
Keep the Lambo in fifth gear, catch me on a sunny day
Paint drippin' like Lil Weezy in Baby tears
King of LA I think I made it clear
Ain't nobody out selling 5 exept Eminem or Dre n shit

Hatin' niggas, you wastin' your time
Nigga wanna kill me? Then go and stand in that line
Kill that shit, I ain't tryna hear that shit
(Gun cocking) I know you hear that shit
So nigga
Skate on, skate on (Whatchu gon do?)
Skate on, skate on (Lupe tell ‘em nigga)
Skate on, skate on
Me and my niggas tryna stay on, skate on

Now I've been rappin' for 9 years, 4 months
45, 46, 47 seconds, I was Doctor Dre's weapon
Had the option to stay and kept swerving
Make some rookie mistakes but so did Kyrie Irving
If Fifty was Lebron on a bad night
Or Floyd Mayweather when Manny Packi out did his jab right
I fucked a bad bitch but that was last night
And I ain't gon' say no names but she was singing and her ass tight
This year I'm gettin' my cash right, 30 years old
Let Drake and Soulja Boy live the fast life
Whoever said The Game wack, change that
‘Fore the thing claps, niggas fucked up rap, I bought the flame back
Couple albums later, still the same cat, and my PO
Only motherfucker thinkin' that I ain't stra

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