Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Germ and ArtilleryНазвание : Husslers N GangstazДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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You don`t wanna be no hussler, sometimes husslers starve Gettin` money, we pray that we don`t touch you god (You don`t wanna no gangsta, sometimes gangstas bleed) (And one day you face the day when you`re forced to squeeze) See a nigga turn hussler, (then a hussler turn thug) A thug turn gangsta when he bust his first slug (When shit hit the fan) tell me who you gonna trust? (Just do what you gotta do) do what you must [Artillery] When you lust the color of green Schemes with the toast, keep presidental ( ? ) thugs on both knees Deep in the game and now you`re lovin` the coke Cause it make you wanna stack a quater mill and be ghost Then get out the ghetto, get out the slums, get out the gutter Wake up the metal, break up dunns, break up the butter makin` `em stutter, mask up, lookin` for green Would you call a ( ? ), reach for your dreams Life is losin`, everything is never what it seems Searchin` for the fiends, it`s like a maze to get you the green Send up the wheel like wild crews, spinnin` the wheel But lay low and spray high like a raw street deal Truth of the pen, half these cat ain`t usin` thier brain Bustin for nothin`, takin` this struggle and vain And thier`s those who respect, and lovin` this game Play by code and honor when they dealin` with things [Chorus] [Germ] My team is like the Armada comin` through, like a fleet of ships Guns with clips, it`s a color-line between the bloods and crips Don`t avoid the war-zone to save your Private Ryan Peep around the walls and your top get blown, right if you`re afraid of dyin` Would you froze in a crusial monument When your peeps needed the ammo the gun down your opponents Son got slugs in his chest, while your sittin` on the stairs shedin` tears Actin` like you not knowin`, the enemies passed you You woulden`t bust you gun, standin` there lookin` shooked and stunned Now you`re stressin` Knowin` that the shorty took your man the the essence When the shit`ll bring you, you and the peeps start to restin` Understand, death will keep pressin` Can`t be dealin` with these cats in the game, we`ll floss Understandin` that thier hands don`t be smellin` like yours Be the same ones, you have with you when you flossin` on tour Be the main ones, to send thier goons to kick in your door So you watch who you have with when you`re in media circles Cause in the end, those the ones that gon` hurt you And the end, those the ones that gon` hurt you [Chorus] [Artillery] If you got dreams to settle down with a brick Then you better got it on ( ? ) clips Get you a Tre-8 a three-pound and watch your chips Better then a dog and you ain`t gotta feed `em shit Don`t trust no man, never gonna talk to no chick Same bitches set you up and now they shot in you whip Don`t get `em, all or nothin`, you can`t even be miss The streets ain`t a play-ground, squeeze the fifth [Germ] I`m in cut like ?Porac-Side?, bubbelin` Godfellas comin` in, we troublin` You scarred to let us come out, knowin` we dumb out When we pull them guns out, you change your whole route Know what Germ be about, spittin` sixteens, spit the last fuckin` eight To set the record straight Controllin` my destiny, I`m kind of scarred to fade If you cross the wrong path, you get your face ate [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители: |
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