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Артист: D NiceНазвание : A Few Dollars MoreДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h h Видео:
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Where everywhere I turn, I seen somebody gettin bust Plus everywhere I look All I could see is a crackhead or a goddamned crook Runnin` around with a pistol or a blade Stickin` up -- in other words, gettin` paid But I chose not to follow those ways Cause the only place you headin` is to jail or the grave But on the other hand I know a man named Stan Who in the future had plans To be successful on his quest to Take his moms and pops out the ghetto But that plan was soon to be crushed When one day he realized he must Get a better job to pay for his schoolin While his friends would sit around just coolin He applied for a job in the system And everywhere he looked, everybody would diss him He doesn`t have any type of skill And life is not all games, it`s real he took a long walk down the street Tryin` to think of a way to make his ends meet, huh So he could buy the fly things he adored And all Stan wanted to make was a few dollars more As he walked home, he thought to himself Now what am I supposed to do to get wealth He felt that his life was worthless Then he ran into his man named Curtis Now Curtis, he`s the type that stops and brags About all the things he`s got Drivin` a Saab with a black ragtop Come to find out Curt`s workin` for the cops He told Stan there`s a job that`s open Makin` it all sound good, just hopin he would take it Yup, and like a big dummy Stan said "Freak it, yo, I need the money" Curt took Stan to meet his boss Officer Sims, a sergeant on the force He gave him a gun and Stan began His new career as a damn hit man his boss really liked his work And gave the boot to his partner Curt he didn`t realize what he was in for And all Stan wanted to make was a few dollars more A few dollars more is what he started to make Now he`s drivin` around a Saab, with a house upstate He got gold and diamond rings Crazy girls and all those glamorous things But one day this life-style end When one afternoon while hangin` with a friend Sittin` in the park, drinkin` quarts of beer And somebody said "Throw your hands in the air, It`s a stick-up" and put the gun to his head And said, "Make another move and you`re dead" Now Stan had to make is choice He paused and said I recognize that voice Huh, where have I heard this Now he remember, it`s his man named Curtis Curtis is mad and felt he`d been robbed "Cause Stan is drivin` around in his Saab He looked at Stan and said, "I can`t believe him, Now its` time for me to get even" Stan made a move real quick Curt jumped back and said, "Yo, that`s it" Shot him in the back of his head with a nine Reached in his pocket, grabbed his cash and then dashed Now here lies the man on the side The same way he lived was the same way he died He never knew what he had in store And all Stan wanted to make was a few dollars more | Похожие исполнители:
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