Rough Songtext

Young Jeezy

von The Real Is Back 2

Rough Songtext
[feat. Freddie Gibbs]

[Young Jeezy:]
I said I solemnly swear I'd take my team to the top
You know pyrex pots, you know they came with a top
And I just left the lot in a brand new drop
And I ain't pay for the roof cause me no likey the top
I make it rough on you niggas, I make it rough on you hoes
Quarter brick in my pocket, I spent that shit on my clothes
You know it costs a few hundred, yeah you should see what I drove
Clip hold half a hundred, I bought that shit for my pros

I make it rough on you niggas, I make it rough on you hoes [x3]
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that shit for my pros

Malibu and Ciroc, I think I just lost my top
[?] I think I [?]
I think I did young chris, I made my [?]
Me niggers don't [?]
[?] nigger don't like the killer,
Don't like that when I see him!
I call my house sealed,
My house feels like a museum
You got me bullshit snow, maybe it's a coliseum
What kind of [?] you got on?
I've got the keys on my pocket, like I'm ready for war!
[?] scratch on the cereal number,
I got pulled up in the truck, the bitches get me your number
[?] doing big, eight hundred for [?]
You know that bitch [?]

[Chorus:]
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your house
Quarter brick on my pocket,
I spit that shit on my clothes
You know it cost a few hundred,
Yeah, you used to see what I [?]
[?] I bought that shit for my foes
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores

I make it rough on you niggas, I make it rough on you hoes [x3]
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that shit for my pros

I make it rough on these niggers,
Man, I make it rough on these whores,
But [?] still got that colors on [?]
They like to dust up their nose,
[?] on these bitches,
Get brain and bust on their clothes,
Might be my last time [?]
Niggers rap but it ain't [?]
Is that right?
You heard about the [?]
Try to get my niggers young to [?]

[Chorus:]
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your house
Quarter brick on my pocket,
I spit that shit on my clothes
You know it cost a few hundred,
Yeah, you used to see what I [?]
[?] I bought that shit for my foes
I make it rough on you niggers
I make it rough on your whores

I make it rough on you niggas, I make it rough on you hoes [x3]
And it hold half a hundred, I bought that shit for my pros
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