Текст песни Blvck Ice - Euroz

You know they don't like it when they
Leave you for dead, but you don't die

Big loud
Loyalty I been 'bout
Still moving in the same direction, 'lotta niggas switched routes
Money keep coming in, content shipped out
Real ones in the huddle, everything in house
Said I wasn't gon' drink, too late I'm bent now
Niggas don't want money, these niggas really want clout
LA a quick mission, millionaire intentions
Niggas know we independent, put stones in the pendant
Slide off in the booth, don't hop out 'till I'm finished
Slide off in your boo, won't hop out 'till she finish
Balling on them they sick, yeah we putting on a clinic
Teams out here tanking, for us it ain't know limit
[?] we don't do the cross, fuck how it come across
Niggas out here the feds, I don't do the small talk
One word responses we avoid sentences at all cost
We done came too far, to only come this far

Took us, mad nights
All that hatin' did well get my, cash right
I'm too good to sow to do the, bad vice
Streets is cold don't go slipping on that, black ice
On that, black ice
It took us, mad nights
All that hatin' did well get my, cash right
I'm too good to sow to do the, bad vice
Streets is cold nigga don't slip on that black ice
Don't slip on that black ice

Before I question myself I question if everything out exist
I had a switch a few gears now, everything 'bout to shift
Snakes all in that grass, if you quiet you can hear it hiss
If its beef I won't say a word, we ain't in to giving out hints nigga
Compliments like roses, and I need all of mine sent
Don't wait 'till I die either 'cause then I can't smell the scent
Nondisclosure get signed, everything by consent
Round table looking glorious but not everyone come sit yeah
Heard they hatin' on the firm yeah
Cuz they not gang its been confirmed
We ain't just living life, we living on our own terms
In person or on the phone speak in code got our own terms
A lotta what we was taught we had to unlearn
Anything outside of what I addressed ain't my concern
Fuck niggas gon' be fuck niggas to the grave as the world turns
Grip on me never slip yeah, everything effortless
I don't force my records for the record force to be reckon with

Took us, mad nights
All that hatin' did well get my, cash right
I'm too good to sow to do the, bad vice
Streets is cold don't go slipping on that, black ice
On that, black ice
It took us, mad nights
All that hatin' did well get my, cash right
I'm too good to sow to do the, bad vice
Streets is cold nigga don't slip on that black ice
Don't slip on that black ice