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Artiste : Dave East
Titre : Scale And A Razor
One of the last real niggas alive
Truly believe that
I feel that
Prolly RT that

I did it all for the paper, I did it all for the cash
Chop up the grams wit´ a razor, I got my man off his ass
I put my man on his feet, he ain´t gotta give me shit back
Look in they face and they mad, that´s just the way that I act
I got my bitch a bag, if she play me, I´m takin´ it back
Brand new 600, I don´t even drive, I just sit in the back
Play with that money, get kidnapped while your kids take a nap
I could see her phone, you just keep callin´ while yo´ bitch in my lap
I risked it all for a package, bought a Patek wit´ the back-end

I´m gettin´ neck all through traffic, I got respect to my casket
Niggas love it when you strugglin´, they don´t like it when you havin´
Fuck a chain, I bought another ratchet, mixed up designer, but it´s matchin´

In the hood we been famous, get rich wit´ a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real shit, I cannot respect if you hatin´
My neck and my wrist like a glacier, I smoke ´til you think I´m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon´ hate ya, I be gone when she wake up
In the hood we been famous, get rich with a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real shit, I cannot respect if you hatin´

My neck and my wrist like a glacier, I smoke ´til you think I´m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon´ hate ya, I be gone when she wake up

I told that bitch take off her makeup
Come eat me while I smoke this eighth up
If I get a scale and a razor, you gon´ think a nigga play for the Lakers
Or for the Clippers if you was a barber, my nigga, you could never fade us
Shorty don´t work at the bank, but she like to chase, she won´t get no pay stubs
Pay me to pull up, I hate clubs, I bend her over, don´t make love
Not my C-Day, but I´m caked up, jumped the DJ, he ain´t play cuz
Seats in the Wraith feel like fur, open up that safe or get murcked

To the trap, like Tom Shep and Bernie Mac, can´t erase what we were

In the hood we been famous, get rich wit´ a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real shit, I cannot respect if you hatin´
My neck and my wrist like a glacier, I smoke ´til you think I´m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon´ hate ya, I be gone when she wake up
In the hood we been famous, get rich with a scale and a razor
Respect gangsters and real shit, I cannot respect if you hatin´
My neck and my wrist like a glacier, I smoke ´til you think I´m from Asia
Get some money, I bet they gon´ hate ya, I be gone when she wake up

Get rich wit´ a scale and a razor
I be gone when she wake up
Get rich wit´ a scale and a razor
I be gone when she wake up