Intro Khaza song by Kevin Gates from Primary Album Khaza. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Trap, Intro, Rap music. The Record company is Bread Winners Alumni & Atlantic Records. Released on June 10, 2022.
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Intro Khaza Meaning
| [[Intro] Everything I do, you bitches got a problem with it Hmm, carry on (Carry on) I take a shit, you got a problem with it Hmm, carry on (Carry on) Huh, ayy, you make it like it’s about Dude You know it ain’t about that You know what the fuck you did, nigga (Damn) I don’t hate you, you Muslim Man, I’ma show you how great I am Carry on [Verse] For the record, I am Muslim first, where should I begin? I’m a general, I’m one the men, ABPSN I’m hospitable, respect agreed, but we cannot be friends Social media, I’m not promotin’ criminal intent Big spinner, get the business deal when killers get consent (Go) Whoever played, I want they family mеmbers, I’ma set a trend Bow my hеad and say “Astaghfirullah, Lord, forgive me for my sins” (Astaghfirullah) F250 drop my Hellcat off and whip up in a Benz Mm, Downtown, ninth ward, Alabo and Rocheblave (Ninth) Big chiefs send them things, breadwinner, gunner gang New infinity in gunner phase, how we discussin’ things? (Yeah) Pimpin’, ninth ward did it, gon’ have another son to raise Niggas started actin’ like big Brasi ain’t the truth out here (Uh) I done caught a body if a nigga want some proof out here Southside, Baton Rouge, standin’ up on Fran Street Standin’ up on 12th Street, big London package, hand me With Butcher out on Evergreen, standin’ up on Taft Street (Yeah) Sold dope on murder street, St. Joseph to Abbey Street Crate and Stewart, middle of the drought and he ain’t textin’ me (Stewie) Carolina Street’s applyin’ pressure, you can ask for me Trophy, grey Monte Carlow, hustle ’til my lungs collapse on me Garfield Street, ask Big Boi, charge twenty for a zip of lean B.O.N., I’m a big old nigga with that MAC on me Zap-a-hard, fifteen on all weighin’ a rack of P They shot me down, broke my bone in half, it ain’t no jackin’ me (Uh-huh) Hospital, leg compact, digi scale, dope and them bands on me Shoutout to God, no bodyguard, wore my hat, he had plans for me (Forever) I was on my ass doin’ bad and dope boy had grabbed for me Mile I blew them stacks, paid him back, and T-Newman grabbed for me (Yeah) Ballin’ like my hustler, I must a free agent drafted me (Yeah) Honda Accord with Dreka, move discretely with that strap on me Accidentally turnt up, Oakland, Cali’, Sac’ on me Fuckin’ with the plug daughter, her mama put that pack on me No five ton, no metal box, I’m comin’ with the stamp on me Leavin’ Hammond with what’s-his-name, Fleep is spillin’ ack on me (Shoutout) Solo, I feel gangster, reason presence in the back of me Abuelita’s spirit, got the Godmother backin’ me (Mamacita) Nigga murdered Mazi, I was gone, that shit had damaged me Bodega bans’ll tell you in New York that I got handling Big Jigga tell you, if I love you, anything you ask of me Bre-bre-breadwinner, brave heart, ain’t trippin’ ‘ bout no brave team (Uh-uh) Stalkin’, tryna chalk something, ain’t stickin’ like no Beijing Curbboy Trell, you know these niggas out here hate me (Turn me up) Want me to suffer, melt my butter, oven-hot potato, bake me Lil’ Killa, listen, you hop in the streets, you know, a lot gon’ change (For real) When you a Gates, it’s in your DNA, so you are not gon’ change Protect your sister, know what you believe, you gotta die this way (Oh, well) Once you go to jail, expect your bitch to play a lot of games Even your clique respect the way you built, a lot are not the same Never rat, always mind the business, that’s a prouder way You a good friend, remember, you not friendly, you don’t ride the wave Respect yourself and everything around you, we not trying to play He who try, ain’t no doubt about it, divin’ in his face No surrender, no retreat, reply, bitch, you wan’ die today Represent your trial but your actions and your body language (Uh, uh) Upright, independent, fearless, movin’ with all types of angels Nine thousand miles, do ease, where the holy copper stations Muslim makes salat, this all we got, you take your time with prayin’ Upright, independent, fearless, praises go to my creator Upright, independent, fearless, we havin’ a lot of paper Upright, independent, fearless, even if my body stinkin’ , [Outro] Mm, what else?] |
FAQ
- What is the name of the producer of the lyrics for Intro Khaza?
This lirics prodiucer by Nick Seeley & 2Much.
- Who is credited with writing the music and lyrics to this song? Intro Khaza
Intro Khaza lyrics song is written by Nick Seeley, 2Much & Kevin Gates
- Who is responsible for mixing the lyrics
Intro Khaza song lyrics mixing Engineer by John Will
- Who is the person responsible for the mastering of the song?
Intro Khaza lyrics song mastering engineer is Colin Leonard
