Intro (Explicit) - Ty Dolla $ign/Big Sean/Jay 305/NDK Yeah
What's happening
First of all
I'm westside jay 305 right Here with my ni**a Ty
Going down this road we come from
South central and all
Seen a lot of bullshit
Through the bullshit We fell into politics
From politics
We trying to get rich
Being a real one
You gotta stay on your grind
You gotta stay being a man
You gotta stay having a plan
But back to the bullshit
F**k the bullshit
These niggas don't know
F**k you hoes
B**ch
These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
'Cause I ain't never snitched on a ni**a Never put a b**ch over my niggas These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city Look how many niggas got on with me
These niggas ain't nothing
These niggas just bluffing
These niggas just started getting off
And still ain't got no money though
These niggas still renting cars
That lamborghini ain't yours
Tell me why niggas front
Homie let me teach you how to stunt
It's realness over millions
You niggas fake it till you make it though
It's love over money
Don't put a b**ch over my niggas though
Yeah I done seen a lot of fake sh*t
This b**ch ain't bad she basic
These niggas ain't saying sh*t
These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
'Cause I ain't never snitched on a ni**a Never put a b**ch over my niggas These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to really be the man I put on for my city Look how many niggas got on with me
It's the young and acquiring
Got them all inquiring
Working extra late to get That early retirement
Taking vacays When my mind needs a rewiring
Everything I want is not a want It's a requirement She asked how much publishing I made off of my BMI And even though she gave me TNA I told her TMI
I'm living the life you read about Lately I've been drinking And taking vitamins hoping it evens out Ni**a what you know About grinding straight For a thousand nights Before I hit a home run Swear I had a thousand strikes Chilling with bad b**ches Taking naked pictures F**k a thousand dollars She gonna do it for a thousand likes Goddamn it's crazy What a cold b**ch could do for hot sand It's crazy what a young b**ch Will do to old men For her own car own benz Then lie like you all f**k Naw we just hold hands These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to be a real one
'Cause I ain't never snitched on a ni**a Never put a b**ch over my niggas These niggas don't know
These niggas really don't know
What it takes to really be the man
I put on for my city Look how many niggas got on with me
คำถามที่พบบ่อย
ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Intro คืออะไร ?
'Cause I ain't never snitched on a ni**a Never put a b**ch over my niggas These niggas don't know
