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High Five

Pac Div

The DIV

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] The system is designed for you to be apart of it Declare your independence The Div Pac Div (Whuddup!) Be Young (Whuddup!) Big Mibbs (Whuddup!) Like [Hook] I send a highfive to all my homies (Hey!) Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) But if you've been down from day one [Verse 1: Mibbs] You know that we be up all night, like cemetery niggas If you lack our sight, you ain't a visionary nigga I check my flight on my intinuary nigga When I say I'm fly I meant literally nigga Independant nigga, do it on my own Cali bread baby, so I do it for my home Don't spend my career trying to keep up with the jones's Maybe in 10 years we gon' feel like the Ramon's It's on (Mhm), praise the lord. Lets hop in your Honda and get on a course Remember the days when we all slept on the floor Now it's hotel suites and I can't remember my floors So.. [Hook] Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) But if you've been down from day one [Verse 2: Be Young] Fangs cobra, venom in the range rover Currensy exchanged, now we bring the change over Payola, dope now we make quotas Girls in my sheets, let 'em go and play toga Tape yoga, niggas smokin' eighth quarter At the border dogs prolly smelling stank on us Can't clone 'em, live and you know the script Men on fire, so we start Jim Rome N' Shit Scream on 'em, and I let the team on 'em Either way it go it feel like killer bees swarmin' Won't knock a niggas ground, but I spill his beans for em These niggas foolin' fans, they just stealing seeds for em' Huh.. [Hook] Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) But if you've been down from day one You Know.. You Know.. [Verse 3: Like] Thankful to see another day Thanking god for opportunities that come my way 'long as my people get paid, 'long as we grubbin' straight We tryin' to eat 'till we full so grab another plate Peace signs to our supporters cause your love is great And middle fingers to the ones who hate Has some drama up at the labels, sorry for the wait But you know with patience, comes greatness so better late.. then never However, we been cookin' up at the hideout, scribblin' you's a whiteout Just so you could vibe out. Smoke 2 when you ride out Cleanin' up all my wrongs. Tryin' to take the right route They tryin' to take the life out Our essence, but we hold it near and dear next to the bible And our Smith and Wesson, givin' blessings in a form of 16's One in the chamber, one in the head of executives fuckin' the game up One in the head of Roxy, for fuckin' the name up One in the head of police for they criminal nature Discriminating against my people's whos hatreds Infinite ways to love, my niggas lets make it And oh yeah.. [Hook] Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) But if you've been down from day one You Know.. You Know.. Highfive to all my homies (Hey!) Middle finger to all the police (Hey!) And I bust shots at all the phonies (Hey!) But if you've been down from day one You Know.. You Know..
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