Текст песни Everything That Glitters - Pusha T
Hey,
yo,
French
You,
you
know
I'm
'bout
that
life,
right?
Pushin'
Better
know
who
you
is
When
you
lookin'
in
the
mirror
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low
from
the
hater
Cameras
in
action,
tell
all
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Ridin'
with
my
niggas
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low,
hold
me
from
the
haters
Cameras
in
action,
tell
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Rolling
smoke,
getting
high,
high,
high
Just
another
day
getting
by,
by,
by
For
every
brick
broke
down
it's
one
stepped
on
For
every
known
rat,
it's
one
slept
on
For
every
loyal
nigga
fronted,
one
kept
owin'
For
every
bitch
I
showed
the
way,
it's
one
that
kept
hoin'
So
let's
blow
through
this
money
as
we
pour
bottles
Let
me
drop
another
classic
and
a
tour
follows
Let's
get
pissy
drunk
and
let
the
whores
swallow
My
niggas
embrace
guns
and
ignore
Bibles
Not
to
glorify
it,
you
can't
ignore
the
lines
The
new
jury
can
be
you,
ghetto
law-abiding
Better
know
who
that
is
looking
in
the
mirror
The
truth
lies,
and
your
soul
can't
see
it
clearer
Better
know
who
you
is
When
you
lookin'
in
the
mirror
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low
from
the
hater
Cameras
in
action,
tell
all
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Ridin'
with
my
niggas
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low,
hold
me
from
the
haters
Cameras
in
action,
tell
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Rolling
smoke,
getting
high,
high,
high
Just
another
day
getting
by,
by,
by
I
just
can't
leave
it
alone,
I
just
can't
leave
it
alone
They're
handing
out
football
numbers
after
tappin'
your
phone
Or
you
watchin'
for
the
drop
as
they
clappin'
they
chrome
Took
a
brick
and
I
turned
it
to
stone
5 into
10,
the
Return
of
the
Clones
Then
I
took
my
experience
and
turned
it
to
poems
As
we
took
single
engines
and
turned
'em
to
Boeings
Panamera
blood
red
symbolize
bloodshed
Loss
lot
of
niggas,
some
in
Club
Fed
Few
still
reminiscin'
in
they
CL
Selling
Pete
Rock,
cruisin'
in
they
V-12
Better
know
who
you
is
When
you
lookin'
in
the
mirror
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low
from
the
hater
Cameras
in
action,
tell
all
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Ridin'
with
my
niggas
Cause
everything
that
glitters,
it
ain't
gold
I'm
gettin'
low,
hold
me
from
the
haters
Cameras
in
action,
tell
my
niggas
what's
happenin'
Rolling
smoke,
getting
high,
high,
high
Just
another
day
getting
by,
by,
by
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1 Changing Of The Guards
2 Amen (Explicit)
3 Trouble On My Mind (Album)
4 Trouble On My Mind (Album)
5 What Dreams Are Made Of
6 Body Work
7 Body Work
8 Everything That Glitters
9 Everything That Glitters
10 So Obvious
11 Feeling Myself
12 Feeling Myself
13 Raid
14 Raid
15 My God
16 I Still Wanna
17 I Still Wanna
18 Alone In Vegas
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