Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jerseys N Sneaks , by - MZ Boom Bap. Release date: 04.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Jerseys N Sneaks |
| The grimy gravy playa |
| Who cut yo cream like sabre |
| Rock it on, young partner |
| You got your thang made up |
| Jump the pond when I settle freight |
| You man for this, heavy weight |
| Los Angeles, Zurich advance then elevate |
| We meditate with the buddha |
| The universe’ll school us |
| Inevitable things will happen |
| And much shit’ll purse us |
| I purge the sewers and navigate |
| My urge to do this shit |
| Is straight savage |
| Bust the pipe thru the barrage |
| Wait. |
| the advocate |
| Who lay the damage |
| Still shabby, man up respect |
| Step the fuck up or get off my deck |
| I get wiggy when jiggy flava come on |
| In the 17 |
| Züri bright nights |
| Until the morn |
| Yo it’s on |
| Don’t do it for the pennies |
| The pearlies, the boss pen |
| Don’t do it for the Remy |
| The Bentleys, the saucing |
| We do this for the city, the family |
| So put yo hands up if you rock with me |
| (Hoooo) |
| The merry go round |
| We get it on with the flava |
| (YES US) |
| The major still stunting |
| On these niggas I got heat |
| My pop’s teached me as shorty all is not gon be |
| At god’s speed |
| We moving swiftly with no shadow |
| Feel blessed |
| The light that shine through me like a pharaoh |
| Unravel |
| The iller lit poet they call illiterate |
| I feel no breath when MZ |
| Hit the beat I go on wreck |
| I’m blessed |
| And much love to my people |
| Niggas hating on me |
| Cause I speak the truth they seek though |
| Don’t do it for the pennies |
| The pearlies, the boss pen |
| Don’t do it for the Remy |
| The Bentleys, the saucing |
| We do this for the city, the family |
| So put yo hands up if you rock with me |
| The raunchy funk lieutenant |
| Who keep it independent |
| Intended, many careers |
| Of rappers I have ended |
| They call it splendid when I hit the mic |
| For my fam been ever with me |
| Ever since I had my sights |
| That’s Züri to the death of me |
| Yea, period |
| Music be the therapy |
| Charge the energy inside yo spirit |
| Im fading thru smoke all the sess |
| Make fruits, stay proof of the best |
| Take a nation to a new level yes |
| No peril for my friends |
| (ALL ROUND) |
| We put it on in the 17 it all goes down |
| Crept on it yet they still don’t know my cursor |
| Not the fame, not the money |
| Only do it for the culture |
| Don’t do it for the pennies |
| The pearlies, the boss pen |
| Don’t do it for the Remy |
| The Bentleys, the saucing |
| We do this for the city, the family |
| So put yo hands up if you rock with me |
| Hah! |
| this for my people |
| Everybody know how it go |
| Yea we in it and we do it like this |
| Thru the 17−18 |
| You know the motto |
| Spread love be message now |
| Hey |
| Hey |
| Hey |