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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Godfather of Harlem
Künstler:in
Swizz Beatz
Stimme und Gesang
Rick Ross
Stimme und Gesang
DMX
Stimme und Gesang
Ayana George
Begleitgesang
Latoya Duggan
Begleitgesang
Linny Smith Jr.
Begleitgesang
Melodie Jeanette Ray
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Kasseem Dean
Komponist:in
William Leonard Roberts II
Texte
Earl Simmons
Komponist:in
Avery Chambliss
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Swizz Beatz
Produzent:in
Avenue beatz
Produzent:in
Musicman Ty
Produzent:in für Gesangsaufnahmen
Kenny Lloyd
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Steven Xia
Ingenieurassistent:in
Stuart Innis
Ingenieurassistent:in
Rich Keller
Mischtechniker:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
Tryna touch ten figures, oh
(What, what) Lay on my back watching the ceiling fan
I had a dream to touch a kilo gram
I seen your bitch through my Cazal shades
Skull and bones 'til I die, nigga, well paid (Damn)
Got all my khakis out in Tallahassee (Jeez)
Sahari desert and I'm even flashy (Yes)
Still at odds with the Irish mob (Woo!)
Rolls Royce down Malcom X boulevard (Goddamn)
Lord, these niggas really out here preying on me
Got the .40 on me, and it's staying on me
Snow White mink like I'm doin' shows
Run the books and let me show you how the numbers look (Woo!)
You can't be lucky like you Luciano
The kilos come in like they new pianos
Fat boy got the big body
Coast to coast, I could shoot product (Ayy)
They wanna see you up in Alcatraz (Ayy)
Forbes list, say 'Wall', and you falling fast
Fuck this, hell nah, nigga, want it back
Eight figures, count it all and I call a cab (Woo!)
Get the drift, time to get a lift (Uh)
I'm gettin' rich so it's hit or miss (Woo, woo)
Open up my window again (Yeah)
Open up my window again (Yeah)
I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
I swear to God things ain't gon' change (Change)
I swear to God things ain't gon' change (Change)
I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah)
I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case
I'm a hood nigga, I know why they love me (Uh)
I'm on some underground shit, just like the subway (Uh huh)
Battle niggas in the streets and murder
Whoever you brought on this fucking stage
I'm the fucking plague, I'm global warming
I'm the Ebola virus, my niggas is pirates
Prepare for violence, silence (Yeah!)
How many times you been behind the wall? None
You either snitching or lying about the shit you done
You ain't never move a brick 'less you was building a house
You ain't never put a nigga out with the gun in his mouth
Only thing you ever shot was pool
Only thing you ever cut was class
Y'all niggas is ass (What?) (Woo)
Open up my window again (Yeah)
Open up my window again (Yeah)
I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
I can hear death calling my name (It's calling)
I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
I swear to God things ain't gon change (Change)
I keep a revolver wit' your name (Yeah)
I keep a revolver wit' your name, just in case
Writer(s): Earl Simmons, Avery Jerome William Chambliss, Kasseem Dean, William Leonard Roberts Ii
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