Tekst
We gon make it
[chorus] We gon' make it (ooh) We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it (ooh) We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it (ooh) [verse] I learned the game quickly I don't like to rent So when I fly now, I bring my cars on the plane with me In this case, who's the loser? Ran through enough coke for Castro to build schools in Cuba Teaching kids how to read and write and use the Ruger Mother effing brothers is back, Jada and P We got water, X, haze, plus weight of the D And I'm tired of hearing about old brothers that had it … And be the same old brothers that ratted (who cares?) Talking 'bout how we hawk brothers in they' back Gun work's official but brothers don't be wanting that [bridge] (Why?) 'Cause they puss and they mans is lame We Soul for Real in the hood, we make Candy Rain [chorus] We gon' make it (ooh) We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it (ooh) We gon' make it, we gon' make it We gon' make it (ooh)