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  • Текст песни Infinite - Gotta Get Mine



    You heard them kids that's cold as ever
    So stash this in humble rivers
    Not forgettin' the name
    Infinite with gold frame
    Night for us thought they gotta lock this mic in a chain
    Everybody wants to rule the world and saddle my name
    Pronto
    Yo, we whiping off slugs
    Before they blow like 380 grains that fit inside milis
    You know the dili
    Born God I'm on a different flex at night
    Yo everything's crisp
    Like pourin' guiness down the end of a chaulis pipe
    I've got you hooked like a cussie looking for cookie
    Chop chop tied 'em with blood in a cup
    I made you think twice to this so kick back and drink your whites
    Most talks are negative and some are dead while they live

    [Chorus]
    Strivin' to find a way
    I gotta get mine
    We find oirselves today
    Is freedom time
    Strivin' to find a way in tryin' times in this life
    I gotta get mine

    Yo, doin' shine moves like that old lady sky with a basin
    Carry from crime scenes not to exact they destinations
    Like crosstwon
    Task force invading your grounds
    Everybody slowly in the hallway
    Survalence in the lobby
    Father I can't make this hobby unknown
    I turn the H sideways like it's shown
    2-0 sewn
    A diamond cuts and A diamond cuts stone
    Dirty holsters hold dirty chromes
    Here today, tommarrow you're gone
    It's on these hidden cameras
    Glare these forty calibers
    They Shone
    Bout to feel the future, it's on
    From dusk to dawn these horney hockers sellin' half of they fluck
    This life is parallel to hell but in these days it's a must

    [Chorus]

    Now every man's bush inside the night club
    Yo let's see who can get the biggest chain
    Or the best at playin' these games
    Gotta be the phattest
    The man, I'm jammin' 'em back
    Around the corner where the light dims
    smoke sess and cigars and blow smoke
    Pull off the last of it, it dropped on the floor
    I stepped on it and put a twist in it
    You cats better be listenin'
    It's all about in the wrong place at the wrong time
    But you can ask Divine her inthesions
    Buildin' lessons
    On the top golden opportunities
    Some man is out for cut-throat
    And I ain't watchin' no face
    And that's a fact don't prove that
    Just dealin' with beers
    Most talks are negative and some are dead while live

    [Chorus out]