paroles de chanson Bogarde (feat. Noochie) - Noochie , Oddisee

I'm from the east side of the east side
That's suburbs of the D side
PG side, throw a peace sign
For the love birds on the V side
We in a peace time for the mean time
If it decline better hit a b-line
Bama's like Dunkirk, you a rich kid you
You don't want work shorty be quite

I done seen things that made me wanna do right
But them same things dragged my brothers to the life
Made it out the game and we both see that light
Some of us got obtained cause they couldn't flee the sight
Thuggin', think it was a choice we'll it wasn't
I advise you come and visit just to witness how we hustling
A Sec Busting, this is how we get it
The percussion is the only thing bouncing we isn't, run it

What time you be getting up, early
What day you be getting fund, Ery
Time flies better get it done, hurry
Tell a how far have you come, very
How hard is it where you from, scary
Beef get cooked til it's what, buried
Talk slick you is getting what, carried
Ya'll see us better what, worry

Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank

Yeah, go go hard it's all that I know
Go go hard it's all in my soul
Ya'll ain't hard that's all for show
We Bogarde til ya'll go home

Police man kill a nigga on accident
Try to stay high so I don't get mad at it
I'm just bad at it, another tragedy
Happen every day, guess that's average
Black man first instinct to lavish shit
Then he handle shit
Never been a quarterback he ain't scrambling
Ever fall down bet your ass I'm back again
I'm so adamant

Understand me never had plan B
Mind can't reach what the mind can't see
Mind ain't fed then the mind don't eat
And the mind don't eat then it's back to the streets
But actually, they'd rather the streets
Cause the acts in the streets, put the fans in the seats
But the man on the streets on the run or deceased
Nooch report live from the belly of the beast

What time you be getting up, early
What day you be getting fund, Ery
Time flys better get it done, hurry
Tell a how far have you come, very
How hard is it where you from, scary
Beef get cooked til it's what, buried
Talk slick you is getting what, carried
Ya'll see us better what, worry

Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Crank, crank, crank, crank

Yeah, go go hard it's all that I know
Go go hard it's all in my soul
Ya'll ain't hard that's all for show
We Bogarde til ya'll go home