03 Rica Lyrics – Tommy Tee
Singer: Tommy Tee
Title: 03 Rica
Det var tid i trappen, var på repeat
Big bags tas over seas
Rundt omkring her, vi holder tyst
Five stars når vi snakker trip
Før i tiden var bare flip
Starta i minus, jeg kan ikke tro det
Fortsatt, jeg nekter å være sist
f#cker ikke med busy og fire
M’s, mine har seks siffer
Step opp, alle har vært tyve
Men kidden endrer seg
b#tches blir til snacks, n#gg#, jeg har spist dem
Kan’ke loke når du har avtalt tid, n#gg#, ba’ vær presis man
Røykеr Jazen og blir sen, woah
De dro til byеn for party, jeg dro til byen for kunder
Different motives
Etter at dagen var ferdig
Alt jeg trenger er Jaz, bare litt ordnings
Jeg vil la tankene fly
Ingen vitts i å teste pris
For om ting går virkelig galt
Alt du hører, grrp pow in the streets
Kan gå fra jacker til artist, men ikke artist til jacker
Som lærer sa, det handler om fremskritt, ikke da 〈.?.〉 du feiler
Matematikker, flusa regner
Mener han er best, jeg tror han negern røyker på steiner, ha
Forelsket i kroner siden en kid
Og jeg kan’ke glemme gata for den har formet mitt liv
Så når du hører tekster om livet, bare vit at
Vi maler det vi ser, 〈.?.〉 from the streets, ha
〈.?.〉, hold the
Hold the keef, hold the keef, hold the keef
Du tror jeg går baklengs, neger jeg går fram
Du tror jeg går baklengs, neger jeg går fram
Pengene snakker, aldri stille når jeg prøver å få søvn
Så jeg bruker dem opp til det blir helt tyst
Vokste opp i samme gate, velger stacks over et stun
Skriver bøker, ikke kall meg for en rapper
Null artist, hjertet sort nå om dagen
Må putte hodet ned i bønn
Det er all praise to the most 〈.?.〉
Jeg kan leve av min drøm
Bytter zatla med 〈.?.〉 så de kan vitne foran over
Nei da, tracks i en Rover
Det er samme ull for hun som tover
Nå, jeg trokker rundt i slippers så jeg kan godt leve cheap
Uansett om jeg blir rik, jeg kan’ke flexe som et lik
Alt jeg har trengt i livet er 〈.?.〉, alt jeg har i livet er tid
Dette livet er en test, men når jeg dør, jeg vil ha pease
〈.?.〉, hold the
Hold the keef, hold the keef, hold the keef
Du tror jeg går baklengs, neger jeg går fram
Du tror jeg går baklengs, neger jeg går fram
Jeg e’kke artist, neger jeg cruiser
Endrer livet, hun ser plusser
Henger med G’s, men ingen medusaer
Voksne G, men ingen tyster
Tror jeg går baklengs, men går fram
Går i gater for et gram
Nei, jeg jetter en sjapp ned med gjengtinga 〈.?.〉
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03 Rica – English Translation
It was time in the stairs, was on repeat
Big Bags are taken over Seas
Around here, we keep silent
Five Stars when we talk trip
In the past were just flip
Start in minus, I can’t believe it
Still, I refuse to be last
Not f#cker with busy and four
M’s, mine have six digits
Step up, everyone has been twenty
But the kidd changes
b#tches turns into snacks, n#gg#, i have eaten them
Can not loke when you have arranged time, n#gg#, be ‘be precisely man
Smoke jazen and get late, woah
They went to Byеn for Party, I went to town for customers
Different motifs
After the day was done
All I need is jaz, just a little arrangement
I will let thoughts fly
No witties in testing price
For if things are really going wrong
Everything you hear, Grrp Pow in the Streets
Can go from jacker to artist but not artist to jacker
As a teacher said, it’s about progress, not then 〈?.〉 You fail
Mathematics, flouse rains
Mean he is best, i think he the negro smokes on stones, ha
In love with crowns since a kid
And I can not forget about the street for it has shaped my life
So when you hear texts about life, just know that
We paint what we see, 〈?.〉 From the Streets, have
〈.?.〉, Hold the
Hold The Keef, Hold The Keef, Hold The Keef
You think I’m going backwards, negro I go forward
You think I’m going backwards, negro I go forward
The money talks, never quiet when I try to get sleep
So I use them up until it gets completely silent
Growing up in the same street, choosing stacks over a stun
Writes books, don’t call me a rapper
Zero artist, the heart black now a day
Have to put your head down in prayer
It’s all praise to the most 〈.?.〉
I can live by my dream
Switching Zatla with 〈?.〉 So they can witness in front of over
No then, tracks in a rover
It is the same wool for her as tover
Now I troch around in slippers so I can live cheap
Whether I get rich, I can’t flex as a corpse
All I have needed in life is 〈?.〉, All I have in life is time
This life is a test but when I die, I want pease
〈.?.〉, Hold the
Hold The Keef, Hold The Keef, Hold The Keef
You think I’m going backwards, negro I go forward
You think I’m going backwards, negro I go forward
I do not artist, I negate cruiser
Changes life, she sees pluses
Hanging with g’s but no medusa
Adult G but no silent
Think I’m going backwards but going forward
Walking in streets for a gram
No, I’m jetting down with the threaded 〈.?.〉
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Lyrics Tommy Tee – 03 Rica
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