[Intro: Henry Gold, Deala]
Yeah! Henry Gold, I got Deala in d building Nigga! Wanna let them know what we did
Am Banging to survive Nigga! I wanna Drive
Deala, tell them what u feel
We make it real
Nigerian Nigga, Russian Nigga
Yeah
I gonna make it eye-poppin', ya know what I'm sayin'
[1 verse: Deala]
Feel up to makin' ol' school shit everytime
While you watchin' the fuckin' idiot box, am bustin' a real phat rhyme
Really don't give a fuck if my track won't be prime
In the world - you have to bow down on us, 'cuz we can make yo' neck get curled
The bone to ya is already hurled
So, we advisе ya to stop barkin'
If you ain't cease doin' that, my homies will bе stalkin'
To ya with a sharp knife
Posse up faster n go to fuck yo' damn wife
Dope shit in the ol' school rebornin'
We throw dat shit away if you were fan n now turnin' into the hater
Get scared of our crew, 'cuz am actin' like Darth Vader
See yo' fat ass on the street talkin' to the trader
Suppose what I gonna do? Yeah, you're right, yo' ass gonna be kicked
Consider it'z time fo' you to go n make the ass of yo' bitch get licked
My homies wanted to get yo' fat ass picked
'Cause ya workin' on the highway in the night
But they decided to not disturb ya, at that time just didn't want to pick a fight
Yo' mind is dull n you gonna sleep on it
Tryna steal 10 dollars without slippin, actually they pick on it
We would allow ya to make yo' modern shit off the record
But ya keep releasin' the total shit n you actin' like a parrot
Think someone needs in yo' shitty stuff 'bout the fuckin' love?
I really don't give a fuck 'bout that, I just said all shit which can be happened to ya above
Neva listen to that kind of the wretched stuff
My style must be nuthin only ruff
[2 verse: Henry Gold]
I was broke ever since God gave me breath
Still hustling just to get the wealth
Still thank God for d good health
Daily hustle made me lot my life in d jungle
I know I'll never make it to Royal Rumble
But I'll stay humble
At this fuckin age I can't feed myself even cloth myself
If you don't like my folws better go fuck yourself
Back in d days
Smoking weed was my daily routine since 18
Hope my little bro made it through 16
Fuck all d niggas who looked down on me when I was working in a canteen
Damn! It my flows ended covid 19
Life was never fair to me life just fucked me up
And put me in a cup
But I'll never stay down, 'cause I wanna do hip-pop
Am banging to survive
Waiting for d right time when I'll be put on d line
H.G family made me smile
Is all about me, making d money, nigga Fuck your honey, 'cause i've been on d road with d heavy load
Just to get d money and fame homie
You don't wanna know what I went through to get this far
It might be funny to you, 'cause I fuked you with d devil by eleven
[3 verse: Deala]
We don't give a damn f'real 'bout the fame
Wanna say that my tracks is bad, fo' me it'z all the same
We ain't born in the 80's or 90's
But drop tha real hit like the Mad Scientist
First album gave to me income 0 cents
Used to change too many muthafuckin' pens
Respect all ol' school rappas who made it possible includin' Ren's real tracks
'Till the half of the 20th century it was facile fo' the asshole jacks - the fuckin' shop n stays in the shade
Before modern life everyone could get the hard injury by the blade
Everyday the shit duz happen n people hate
I'm talkin' 'bout that, 'cuz we meet face-to-face with a shit almost every hour
Droppin' real rap even with the niggas n ain't get even 1 dollar
Ya barkin' too much, stop doin' dat shit or we'll put on ya the damn collar
They think my style is similar to the style of Big Poppa
I chose tha real hard title
'Cause ya can get too much info lookin' at that which is so vital
Always play it straight to the face
In this town except my hood there ain't any better place
Neva gonna rap fo' the food
If it's necessary, dat will be not so good
Nowadays it ain't a life
So, just, the main thang is bangin' to survive
[Outro]
So, man, bangin' f'real n dat's not so good, 'cuz now we just have to do nuthin' only survive
Yeah! Henry Gold, I got Deala in d building Nigga! Wanna let them know what we did
Am Banging to survive Nigga! I wanna Drive
Deala, tell them what u feel
We make it real
Nigerian Nigga, Russian Nigga
Yeah
I gonna make it eye-poppin', ya know what I'm sayin'
[1 verse: Deala]
Feel up to makin' ol' school shit everytime
While you watchin' the fuckin' idiot box, am bustin' a real phat rhyme
Really don't give a fuck if my track won't be prime
In the world - you have to bow down on us, 'cuz we can make yo' neck get curled
The bone to ya is already hurled
So, we advisе ya to stop barkin'
If you ain't cease doin' that, my homies will bе stalkin'
To ya with a sharp knife
Posse up faster n go to fuck yo' damn wife
Dope shit in the ol' school rebornin'
We throw dat shit away if you were fan n now turnin' into the hater
Get scared of our crew, 'cuz am actin' like Darth Vader
See yo' fat ass on the street talkin' to the trader
Suppose what I gonna do? Yeah, you're right, yo' ass gonna be kicked
Consider it'z time fo' you to go n make the ass of yo' bitch get licked
My homies wanted to get yo' fat ass picked
'Cause ya workin' on the highway in the night
But they decided to not disturb ya, at that time just didn't want to pick a fight
Yo' mind is dull n you gonna sleep on it
Tryna steal 10 dollars without slippin, actually they pick on it
We would allow ya to make yo' modern shit off the record
But ya keep releasin' the total shit n you actin' like a parrot
Think someone needs in yo' shitty stuff 'bout the fuckin' love?
I really don't give a fuck 'bout that, I just said all shit which can be happened to ya above
Neva listen to that kind of the wretched stuff
My style must be nuthin only ruff
[2 verse: Henry Gold]
I was broke ever since God gave me breath
Still hustling just to get the wealth
Still thank God for d good health
Daily hustle made me lot my life in d jungle
I know I'll never make it to Royal Rumble
But I'll stay humble
At this fuckin age I can't feed myself even cloth myself
If you don't like my folws better go fuck yourself
Back in d days
Smoking weed was my daily routine since 18
Hope my little bro made it through 16
Fuck all d niggas who looked down on me when I was working in a canteen
Damn! It my flows ended covid 19
Life was never fair to me life just fucked me up
And put me in a cup
But I'll never stay down, 'cause I wanna do hip-pop
Am banging to survive
Waiting for d right time when I'll be put on d line
H.G family made me smile
Is all about me, making d money, nigga Fuck your honey, 'cause i've been on d road with d heavy load
Just to get d money and fame homie
You don't wanna know what I went through to get this far
It might be funny to you, 'cause I fuked you with d devil by eleven
[3 verse: Deala]
We don't give a damn f'real 'bout the fame
Wanna say that my tracks is bad, fo' me it'z all the same
We ain't born in the 80's or 90's
But drop tha real hit like the Mad Scientist
First album gave to me income 0 cents
Used to change too many muthafuckin' pens
Respect all ol' school rappas who made it possible includin' Ren's real tracks
'Till the half of the 20th century it was facile fo' the asshole jacks - the fuckin' shop n stays in the shade
Before modern life everyone could get the hard injury by the blade
Everyday the shit duz happen n people hate
I'm talkin' 'bout that, 'cuz we meet face-to-face with a shit almost every hour
Droppin' real rap even with the niggas n ain't get even 1 dollar
Ya barkin' too much, stop doin' dat shit or we'll put on ya the damn collar
They think my style is similar to the style of Big Poppa
I chose tha real hard title
'Cause ya can get too much info lookin' at that which is so vital
Always play it straight to the face
In this town except my hood there ain't any better place
Neva gonna rap fo' the food
If it's necessary, dat will be not so good
Nowadays it ain't a life
So, just, the main thang is bangin' to survive
[Outro]
So, man, bangin' f'real n dat's not so good, 'cuz now we just have to do nuthin' only survive
( Deala )
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