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get in the way

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[Hook: Kevin Gates] If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade Beat up your face No surrender, me no run away If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade Beat up your face No surrender, me no run away [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Last time I checked, I wasn’t soft on these streets Bled and fought, win, lose, or draw on these streets Rob a seven fifty, got taught on these streets Open shopping, hotels Serve raw on these streets Jumps feel tough and the shot gun pop one Wanted me a mouth-piece but Bow Wow’s got one Eatin’ when they sleepin’ Feedin’ my aggression Ease when they be, watch them freeze under pressure Lyrically inclined I post and represent Shit no, sick flow Throw some medicine X-Macmilicon Young, black militant Cash on the stash god damn, magnificent [Pre Bridge: x2] Might as well sag my pants everywhere I go You know I’mma show my ass everywhere I go [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] 2002, close case I shot him in the face (No surrender, me no run away) I couldn’t get at the nigga, so I made it my point to get at his bitch Check me out, look Up in sovereign when I saw you dancin’ Approach her from behind like do ya damn ting She tellin’ me she feelin my Jamaican accent So I walked up by the leavy trying to break her back-in [x2] She pullin’ on my dreads she call me Mr. Lova I’m send me love to Shabba Ranks, she call me Mr. Lova We’re all going on a summer holiday Hustle in the drow, we can run the holiday We’re all going on a summer holiday Hustle in the drow, tryna run the holiday [Pre Bridge: x2] Might as well sag my pants everywhere I go You know Ima show my ass everywhere I go

Vertaling

[Hook: Kevin Gates] If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade In elkaar slaan in je gezicht No surrender, me no run away If you get in the way, I want to clean up brigade Beat up your face No surrender, me no run away [Verse 1: Kevin Gates] Last time I checked, I wasn’t soft on these streets Gebloed en gevochten, gewonnen, verloren, of gelijk op deze straten Rob a seven fifty, got taught on these streets Open shopping, hotels Serveer rauw op deze straten Sprongen voelen stoer en de shot gun pop one Ik wilde een mondstuk, maar Bow Wow’s heeft er een Eatin’ when they sleepin’ Feedin’ my aggression Ease when they be, watch them freeze under pressure Tekstueel geneigd post ik en vertegenwoordig Shit nee, zieke flow Gooi wat medicijn X-Macmilicon Jong, zwart militant Cash on the stash god damn, magnificent [Pre Bridge: x2] Ik kan net zo goed mijn broek laten zakken overal waar ik ga You know I’mma show my ass everywhere I go [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] 2002, close case I shot him in the face (No surrender, me no run away) I couldn’t get at the nigga, so I made it my point to get at his bitch Check me out, look Up in sovereign when I saw you dancin’ Benader haar van achteren en doe je verdomde ding She tellin’ me she feelin my Jamaican accent So I walked up by the leavy trying to break her back-in [x2] Ze trok aan mijn dreads en noemde me Mr. Lova Ik zend mijn liefde naar Shabba Ranks, ze noemt me Mr. Lova We gaan allemaal op zomervakantie Hustle in the drow, we can run the holiday We gaan met z’n allen op zomervakantie Hustle in the drow, tryna run the holiday [Pre Bridge: x2] Ik kan net zo goed mijn broek laten zakken overal waar ik ga Je weet dat ik overal waar ik ga mijn kont laat zien