Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shoutro, artist - Roc Marciano. Album song Marcberg, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.05.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Marci Enterprises
Song language: English
Shoutro |
| Back tomorrow, tho |
| Peace to cousin Jay |
| Hempstead |
| (Some die, some grow) |
| My nigga dre |
| Streets two, USA |
| Nitty, Yeah, Mars |
| Maserati buttermilk |
| Shirt silk, burst still |
| Get murk’d still |
| Putting work 'till |
| Watch the purse fill |
| Emerge from the dirt and filth |
| We was cursed still |
| I pop a smurf pill, murder kill |
| Put in work on the field |
| You bird built get ya sternum peeled |
| You tryna earn a mil' assertive will |
| Not dirt on film |
| Before you get a boat learn to sail |
| Coke sell itself |
| Hov said it best |
| Nigga, they wholesalers |
| Check they coats and they belts |
| Gold on they delts |
| Spanked hoes, left welts |
| Go for self, peace to Roosevelt |
| Niggas holding mel, blowing Ls |
| Rolling themselves |
| Fish scale pale, eatin' quail |
| Sippin crystal, keep a pistol |
| Gifted child, my bitch a brick house |
| I was picked-out |
| Like an afro when is picked out |
| I dipped the big house |
| Lift the cal to twist ya wig out |
| Dreams are lived out |
| While I am getting scalp up in the penthouse |
| Five-percent style, proper mental |
| Croco-d'-ile, st'-tyle |
| Cock the fif' and let it spit out |
| You went out in a hospital g'-own |
| That’s f'-oul |
| Some of us even had to sit down in the c'-ell |
| Crack s'-ales, high b'-ails and s'-cales |
| O will I get out, o w'-ell |
| Niggas all caught up in the game |
| (Some die, some grow) |
| Things will never be the same |
| (Some get high, some don’t) |
| We all tryna make a name |
| (Some rise, some fall) |
| Niggas tryna make a lil' change |
| (On the grind, twenty-four) |
| New yolks one up in the game |
| (Some die, some grow) |
| This world’ll never be the same |
| (Some get high, some don’t) |
| People tryna make his names |
| (Some rise, some fall) |
| Here tryna make a world of change |
| (On the grind, twenty-four) |
| Black Math nice to get you my nigga |
| (These all wanna make a name) |
| Young Math, aha, yeah, you kno what it is |
| (This word’ll never be the same) |
| Rest in Peace my nigga Nom |
| University on the outs |
| (These all wanna make a name) |
| My nigga B, Big B |
| (These youngs all up in the game) |
| Dave Ray, all day |
| My cousin Kay on this shit out |
| (New ones wanna make a name) |
| My nigga Luv |
| (These tryna make a little change) |
| Twenty-four |
| (New York wanna make a change) |
| My cousin wors, my nigga ro |
| (These all wanna make a name) |
| (These wanna make a little change) |
| X-ray, young p |
| (On the grind, twenty-four) |
| My nigga ra, mayhem, jay love, usa |
| Reace in Peace to P-nitty |
| L-wee, l-g, rock the house, most see |