lirik lagu wale – by any means
“by any means”
(with meek mill, pill & rick ross)
(performed as maybach music group)
[rick ross – chorus]
pork on the fork, widen the pot
by any means if you like it or not
malcolm x, by any means
many 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
as-salamu alayk-m wa alaik-m as salaam
whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don
real n-gg-, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335
[meek mill]
no pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot
we chargin’ you n-gg-s up you like it or not
drop the work off the scale, throw some ice in the pot
then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot
tryna whip a rollie or cartier
shout out to this pyrex, that bought this audemeer
oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them
you loving the same b-tch, my whole team poppin’
my hundred dough, i’m wherever that money go
glock 9 in my underclothes, you cop two of them, we frontin’ 4
f-ck n-gg-s we don’t f-ck with dough
bad b-tches never lets them know
keep them round but never trust them, no
this 62 so comfortable
i’m a field n-gg-, you a house n-gg-
i’m a real n-gg- and you’s a mouse n-gg-
code red, which means you go red
but i don’t knock you i just blame it on your head
[rick ross – chorus]
pork on the fork, widen the pot
by any means if you like it or not
malcom x, by any means
many 14 stuffed in my denim jeans
as-salamu alayk-m wa alaik-m as salaam
whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don
real n-gg-, street certified, hit the streets whip cost 335
[wale]
malcom x get your hand out my pocket
some n-gg-s walking with death guess they ran out of options
tell them n-gg-s we moving, tell them n-gg-s to do it
i swear we going ham, throw some, my n-gg-s sew me
they burn on every block,
snitches ain’t got no heart
sh-t ain’t been the same since ronald reagan helped plymouth rock
and we don’t land on it mr. reagan,
but this gonna make us rich mr. reagan
now as-salamu alayk-m wa alaik-m as salaam
she near that every friday and then go to jummah
let her play with the box, she give the greatest of top
she said these n-gg-s out here prayin’ she makes a lot, word
how they say that we not fly, how they say that we not working
they just need convincing like malcolm little ‘fore he converted
i’m on my dean insha allah i’ma get her right
on the bible you can run (qu’ran) but you can’t hide
[rick ross – chorus]
[pill]
marching for cars, they put a hole in it
start the applause, a rebel soul lifted
preaching for the paper paparazzi, federales severe rallies, m-ssacre lives
teaching to shabazz that’s malik on behind the gr-ss
corruption over cash, leave them leaking in the cask’
ain’t better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and sh-lls
malcolm bettin’ platinum in africa when he sat in a cell
my religion the kitchens, papa formulas
benjamins to make sure my pockets abnormal
my philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
n-gg-s clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed
it’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little
knowledge was obtained, f-ck your chains and your master n-gg-
we in the field building muscle while you watch the house
and dusting off the porcelain and open when their c-ck is out
[rick ross – chorus]
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu ke ha – 31 seconds alone
- lirik lagu dorrough – the game
- lirik lagu new boyz – let u leave
- lirik lagu seether – nobody
- lirik lagu joe budden – when it all implodes
- lirik lagu moby – blue moon
- lirik lagu new boyz – start me up
- lirik lagu randy travis – can’t hurt a man
- lirik lagu moby – the right thing
- lirik lagu hugh laurie – let them talk