Текст песни Derek Minor - Respect That (Feat. Deraj & RMG)

Жанр: Rap / Christian G-Funk
Исполнитель: Derek Minor
Альбом: Minorville
Длительность: 04:24
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Загрузил: method_85


[Verse 1: Derek Minor] Okay, you mean if I ain’t rapping about a trunk full of dope And my eyes ain’t low cause I’m blowing on dro Or I talk it how I live it, keep it real when I flow You gon’ act like I ain’t killin’ these beats on the low? Whoa, that’s a lie, all I know is raw When I’m going so hard cause I do it for the Lord Yeah I’m free, I don’t need validation from y’all Got the deed to my life, co-signed by God So what you wanna do? Hate on me, you want to But you gon’ feel the fear of God every time I come through Cause all I know, I run for him until I’m in the grave Got a whole team with me and they all feel the same [Hook: Derek Minor] Okay, you hear the same things every time I talk And I take the same steps every time I walk So if you hear the name Jesus come out of my mouth Then you already know what I’m about You can’t do nothin’ but respect that Can’t do nothin’ but respect that You can’t do nothin’ but respect that You can’t do nothin’ but respect that Preach [Verse 2: Deraj] Under pressure, and I’m under the weather Get my strength in my weakness and put this beat on a stretcher I’ll bet you’ve never seen rappers and photoshop mixed together Turn haters into believers, I’ll make em' never say never Huh, I ain’t playin’, wait you ain’t playing Aye, I’m finna mess around and make me go super-saiyan Power in my words, call that a super saying I’m in the image of God, you thought I wasn’t creative? [Verse 3: Chad Jones] It’s Jones, I promise Won’t run up on you and llamas Won’t squeeze off Leave me sauce for your Reeboks That I won’t do for pasta No Parmesan bread, I’m full Quite, say carbs lead to Suge Knight There’s something more important than the mula, the good life We ride around and we screaming out “without a doubt, He the only way” Better hear me like I’m Washington ‘cause my state of mind is misspoken, mayne Kill for what, amigos? Asian, black, that's my lingo Beat y’all effort at nobility, God only thing goes [Hook] [Verse 4: Tony Tillman] Hey what you wanna buy shell bin and juice Sell shooting shells like Mario Blowing dro like Marley and treading mills, that’s cardio Sorry bro, can’t sell out and say you cheap, ain’t no starter coat I’m no gorilla yet I got monkey bars like Hardy's though And the cross I carry, no bloody Marys will carry for But I rap about his Son being buried, that’s a scary flow Won’t rap about the cheese with my crab, this ain’t no dairy store Let that soul salute when you hear the truth in your stereo [Verse 5: Canon] Now Dej done grabbed my collar, tell me Canon what you know about problems? What you know about being on labels but Don’t get respect when you’re down at the bottom? It ain’t raw but you shockin' em' Frustrated to the point, you done rocked with em' It’s amazing we takig on obstacles Man I’ll kill ‘em can I kill ‘em while I rock with ‘em? We’re called to get really raw with you all We should get lost while we set this off … I’ma ruckus, been a wild one, living and killing like living in autumn Skip dragging a beat Another rapper that need to drop four to have a good album We reversed it and got em' scratching they head Drop two cause numero uno resurrected when the world was dead [Hook]
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