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Артист: 2Pac f Ron Isley *Название : Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix)Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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(Scott, Storch) Hey! [Chorus: 2Pac] Why`d you slang crack? I had to Why`d you slang crack? Cause I had to Why`d you slang crack? Cause I had to A nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent [2Pac] Crazy, I gotta work with what`chu gave me You claimin I`m a criminal and you the one that made me They got me trapped in this slavery Now I`m lost in this holocaust headin for my grave G I told Sam he could fuck the war And got a busted jaw for sayin fuck the law And if you wonder why I`m mad check the record What`s a nigga gotta do to get respected? Sometimes I think I`m gettin tested And if I don`t say yes a nigga`s quick to get arrested That`s the reason I stay testin I keep a vest on my chest in case the cops are gettin restless Walkin around, ready to light shit up But since my life is fucked, some say I`m slightly nuts Buck buck is the sound as I move up Other niggaz pay attention when a fool bust, huh They make a nigga be a killer; I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see who`s realer Now them same motherfuckers wanna murder me And I wonder if the Lord ever heard of me, huh I need loot, so I`m doin what I do And don`t say shit until you walked in my shoes There was no other destiny to choose I had nuttin left to lose, so I`m singin nigga blues [Chorus] [2Pac] Poppa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do? My little boy gotta eat too So why must I sock a fella Just to live large like Rockefeller? And did you ever stop to think I`m old enough to go to war, but I ain`t old enough to drink Cops wanna hit me with the book, huh And you`re hooked on my "I Don`t Give a Fuck" look Make your rules, I`ma break `em No matter how much you make `em, you show me bacon I`m take `em So don`t you ever tempt me I`m a fool for mine nigga and my pockets stay empty To my brothers in the barrio You`re livin worse than the niggaz in the ghetto so I give a fuck about your language or complexion You got love from the niggaz in my section You got problems with the punk police? Don`t run from the chumps, get the pump from me We ain`t free, I`ll be damned if I play the trick for a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, caucausian bitch Down with my homeboy Rich, huh Fuck a snitch and a groupie-ass bitch And the nigga with a cellular phone, leave his baby at home so he can go out and bone, huh And you wonder why we blazin niggaz Cause you punks havin babies can`t raise the niggaz And they down to be fuck-ups too Drinkin forties of brew, huh, singin nigga blues [New Chorus - repeat 3X] Why`d you slang crack? Cause I had to Why`d you slang crack? Cause I had to Why`d you slang crack? Cause I had to Now I`m headin for the motherfuckin pen [Ron Isley ad libs to fade] | Похожие исполнители: |
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