| 歌曲 | Raised Ourselves |
| 歌手 | S Loud |
| 专辑 | Raised Ourselves |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : S Loud | |
| 作曲 : S Loud | |
| S LOUD RAISED OURSELVES LYRICS | |
| Oooohh | |
| Ooooohhhh | |
| Ooohh | |
| Yeh | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O.T no sleep | |
| If you’ve seen the things that I’ve seen (things that I’ve seen you wouldn’t believe them) | |
| I can’t tell no tales | |
| This ain’t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that’s dead as well | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Hammers and nails | |
| We ain’t fixing no shelves | |
| My mans just called for the Hmm mm hmm | |
| And done it himself | |
| I don’t trust nobody, I trust myself | |
| Kitties inject their bodies it feels like we’re living in hell | |
| Back in the middle I’m bagging the yay I’m bagging the yay | |
| Feel like I’m EA, I’m back in the game I’m back in the game | |
| But I’m tryna leave it though | |
| But u know in need the dough | |
| And my mans don’t need to know | |
| It’s on a need to know | |
| swerving the car get rid of da pebbles | |
| Spot by da farm, spot By da pebbles | |
| Praying to god but facing da devil | |
| I’m going up another level | |
| I got this drip from marbek | |
| And now she wanna gimme neck | |
| Now der asking me what’s next | |
| Get rich I'm just chasing my cheque | |
| Used to grind wid da tank on eeeee | |
| Now I phone my plug told him throw me three | |
| We don’t talk talk is cheap | |
| Roll up ma sleeves and it’s back to da streets | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O.T no sleep | |
| If you’ve seen the things that I’ve seen (things that I’ve seen you wouldn’t believe them) | |
| I can’t tell no tales | |
| This ain’t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that’s dead as well | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 2: | |
| T house vacant, I’m impatient | |
| Trials and tribulations, jabz put da apron on and he baking | |
| and the brick look Caucasian, pissed at the plug because he had me waiting | |
| Had me raging, Young one blow the cork like a special occasion | |
| Imma take em through training, | |
| I just poured Green Goliath in a cup and now a nigga faded | |
| I just built a L and now I’m faded | |
| You just took a L and couldn’t take it | |
| Me I took the game and played it no excuses no complaining | |
| I need me some drip I need me a kettle | |
| I need me some ice up on the bezel | |
| Don’t put ur eyes up on da kettle | |
| I’ll pay da price to get you levelled | |
| I’m Neo living in da matrix | |
| My nigga grow it in da basement | |
| Free my niggas living on da basic | |
| Do it for my niggas who want nothing basic | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O.T no sleep | |
| If you’ve seen the things that I’ve seen (things that I’ve seen you wouldn’t believe them) | |
| I can’t tell no tales | |
| This ain’t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that’s dead as well | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn’t raise us we raised ourselves |
| zuo ci : S Loud | |
| zuo qu : S Loud | |
| S LOUD RAISED OURSELVES LYRICS | |
| Oooohh | |
| Ooooohhhh | |
| Ooohh | |
| Yeh | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Hammers and nails | |
| We ain' t fixing no shelves | |
| My mans just called for the Hmm mm hmm | |
| And done it himself | |
| I don' t trust nobody, I trust myself | |
| Kitties inject their bodies it feels like we' re living in hell | |
| Back in the middle I' m bagging the yay I' m bagging the yay | |
| Feel like I' m EA, I' m back in the game I' m back in the game | |
| But I' m tryna leave it though | |
| But u know in need the dough | |
| And my mans don' t need to know | |
| It' s on a need to know | |
| swerving the car get rid of da pebbles | |
| Spot by da farm, spot By da pebbles | |
| Praying to god but facing da devil | |
| I' m going up another level | |
| I got this drip from marbek | |
| And now she wanna gimme neck | |
| Now der asking me what' s next | |
| Get rich I' m just chasing my cheque | |
| Used to grind wid da tank on eeeee | |
| Now I phone my plug told him throw me three | |
| We don' t talk talk is cheap | |
| Roll up ma sleeves and it' s back to da streets | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 2: | |
| T house vacant, I' m impatient | |
| Trials and tribulations, jabz put da apron on and he baking | |
| and the brick look Caucasian, pissed at the plug because he had me waiting | |
| Had me raging, Young one blow the cork like a special occasion | |
| Imma take em through training, | |
| I just poured Green Goliath in a cup and now a nigga faded | |
| I just built a L and now I' m faded | |
| You just took a L and couldn' t take it | |
| Me I took the game and played it no excuses no complaining | |
| I need me some drip I need me a kettle | |
| I need me some ice up on the bezel | |
| Don' t put ur eyes up on da kettle | |
| I' ll pay da price to get you levelled | |
| I' m Neo living in da matrix | |
| My nigga grow it in da basement | |
| Free my niggas living on da basic | |
| Do it for my niggas who want nothing basic | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |
| zuò cí : S Loud | |
| zuò qǔ : S Loud | |
| S LOUD RAISED OURSELVES LYRICS | |
| Oooohh | |
| Ooooohhhh | |
| Ooohh | |
| Yeh | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Hammers and nails | |
| We ain' t fixing no shelves | |
| My mans just called for the Hmm mm hmm | |
| And done it himself | |
| I don' t trust nobody, I trust myself | |
| Kitties inject their bodies it feels like we' re living in hell | |
| Back in the middle I' m bagging the yay I' m bagging the yay | |
| Feel like I' m EA, I' m back in the game I' m back in the game | |
| But I' m tryna leave it though | |
| But u know in need the dough | |
| And my mans don' t need to know | |
| It' s on a need to know | |
| swerving the car get rid of da pebbles | |
| Spot by da farm, spot By da pebbles | |
| Praying to god but facing da devil | |
| I' m going up another level | |
| I got this drip from marbek | |
| And now she wanna gimme neck | |
| Now der asking me what' s next | |
| Get rich I' m just chasing my cheque | |
| Used to grind wid da tank on eeeee | |
| Now I phone my plug told him throw me three | |
| We don' t talk talk is cheap | |
| Roll up ma sleeves and it' s back to da streets | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Verse 2: | |
| T house vacant, I' m impatient | |
| Trials and tribulations, jabz put da apron on and he baking | |
| and the brick look Caucasian, pissed at the plug because he had me waiting | |
| Had me raging, Young one blow the cork like a special occasion | |
| Imma take em through training, | |
| I just poured Green Goliath in a cup and now a nigga faded | |
| I just built a L and now I' m faded | |
| You just took a L and couldn' t take it | |
| Me I took the game and played it no excuses no complaining | |
| I need me some drip I need me a kettle | |
| I need me some ice up on the bezel | |
| Don' t put ur eyes up on da kettle | |
| I' ll pay da price to get you levelled | |
| I' m Neo living in da matrix | |
| My nigga grow it in da basement | |
| Free my niggas living on da basic | |
| Do it for my niggas who want nothing basic | |
| Chorus: | |
| Marbek on my feet | |
| Then I do street | |
| O. T no sleep | |
| If you' ve seen the things that I' ve seen things that I' ve seen you wouldn' t believe them | |
| I can' t tell no tales | |
| This ain' t no fairytale | |
| I gotta sleep near them scales | |
| Gotta pray for my niggas in jail | |
| Pray for my niggas that' s dead as well | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves | |
| Streets didn' t raise us we raised ourselves |