도끼(DOK2) and Jacob Santana - Ice
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
I fell in love with the ice
Top down when I'm back in L.A.
Be the first one to offer advice
But when you need 'em, they got nothin' to say
I'm in a Demon tryna switch up the plates
Feds watchin', tryna build up a case
Money comin', crib come with the gates
I'm makin' sure it all fall into place
Fiends jumpin', they don't wait for a season
Kick in doors, they don't need for a reason
Told my shooter, "Pick him off when you see them"
Ambulance got the call, and they speedin'
First responder tryna stop all the bleedin'
Seen him once when I left, he was leakin'
Flow with confidence, you know I'm conceded
I know you said it, tryna see if you mean it
If he say, he got it, then tote it
If he say he 'bout it, then show it
I came from the bottom, the lowest
My shooter gon' show no emotion
Neck glacier, I'm fresh out the ocean
Blue strips, you know none of this foldin'
Loose lips, rappers 'bout to get frozen
Case close, they ain't have nothin' to hold him
If I drop a bag, I get him hit
Count up the cash, smoke out the zip
Drivin' too fast, we loaded as shit
Don't wanna clash, I leave him ripped
도끼 (?) and you know that's a hit
When I touch down, Fear of God on the kicks
I'm checkin' everything off of the list
Nobody can fuck with us now, I'm convinced
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
Nice guy with bad image
Good vibes, I ain't mad with it
I like it more than a fake gimmicks
My way different, I'm just paving it
Shit ain't pretty but deep roots
Keep it raw, no Timb' boots
Dirty road with a clean shoes
Take the hard way, I please do
I don't please you, I ain't no clown
Fuck your Rollie, I'll take your crown
Fake dudes, they ain't never around
Pay the price, then I'll lay it down
Watch you beggin' them and they be lying
Fake smiles with a shallow minds
두 눈 뜨고 눈썹 베일라
Devils lie, be sliding, they alive
Fear of God out, head to toe
Hit the kith as I make some dough
Freedom fighter, just let me go
You don't know feel me, then pay me no mind
I don't need your money, your time
Been a self milli' whole life
허슬 이것빼끼 몰라
Three O straight for the whole night
All night I'm cookin'
Lucious and Cookie
밤새지 늦게
늘 좋은 느낌
노을은 붉지
바다앞 book 'em, meditate 득음
확실한 부분
Strangers 누구? Fuck 'em 난 묵음
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
Everybody gotta hustle
Everybody gotta win
Everybody gotta tussle
But son is chillin', 'bout to win
I ain't worry when it's cold
'Cause on our side, it's on fire
When that hands on stove
I'ma turn into an ice
Written by:
Jun Kyoung Lee, Jacob Santana
Publisher:
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