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Артист: Lordz of BrooklynНазвание : White TrashДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap brooklyn hip hop urban hip-hop rap brooklyn hip hop urban Видео:
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Listen up here`s a tale about a white kid That had to make some cash Dropped out of school ain`t never went to class Sold a little grass, robbed a couple cars Had a name around the neighborhood for fightin` in the bars Had a chip on his shoulder He`s a chip off the block When he drinks, he drinks alone Grabbed the whiskey took a swig Heard the fiddle didn`t jig Cause he`s watchin` everybody round him blowin` up gettin` big So he picks out a ride, slim jims the door Now he`s runnin` red lights and beatin` stop signs Cops are on his ass and he`s runnin` out of time So he hits the chop shop, makes drop, cause he`s sick of bein` poor He`s white trash and he`s knockin` on your door [Pre Chorus] Somebody`s knockin` at my door, somebody`s ringin` my bell [Chorus] I`m white trash and I`m knockin` on your door White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door I know you hear me knockin` so what you hidin` for [Verse Two: performed by ADMoney] He ain`t never joined the, he ain`t no altar boy He`s an angel with a dirty face like Pretty Boy Floyd He`s the kind a kid sittin` in the park if you wanna cop a lid And if he got popped he wouldn`t rat he do the bid Cause he`s tuff like rugby down right ugly If you owe him money you`ll be black and blue and bloody From his tenement slum right down to the gutter He might run a number, sell some iron to the brothers Cause the cops beat him down and it doesn`t make the news But to him that`s payin` dues when you`re walkin` in his shoes [Pre Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse Three: performed by ADMoney] It`s just another night in the old gin mill He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down They`re gettin` stared at by some off duty cops sittin` down So what you lookin` at you wanna catch a smack He finishes his beer and his boys take his back And they mix it up, they`re brawlin` on the ground The cop pulls his pistol and fires off a round Yo he should of got a job, should of went to class Now he`s layin` all alone, still poor white trash [Pre Chorus] [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители:
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