[Featuring Nas] Nas: {Verse One} What? Back to back Benzes, wit the wild gremlins Gaudiere style lenses, talents in the 40 cal, this is Life now, let me find out, you want the life style of mine no pal of mine Runnin' wit goons wit knife wounds from jail time Got the squad lookin' like tycoon, we all shine While we parle wit the flyest mommy of 25th street Watch how honey in the Lex do it I'm in the 6 V wit the 12 next to it You wanna stick me, then put ya best to it I die black, we see you in Allah Kingdom you try that Check the fly cat, 2 point 5 multiply that Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels, and tatoos You can look, but don't touch we bad news AZ: {Verse Two} American Me, elgancy, treasury Wit the hopes to be rich before the bury me Born a Baptist, but moved on to higher practice My fire ashes, only macks I interact wit We all Dons, strong arm, all on calm But if it's war we on, comin' for niggas who crossed me wrong Select features, sit back connect the pieces Inject the thesis, spoke to my pops and left him speechless He saw me sprout, goin' through worlds that wore me out Never call me out, bitches and money, that's what we all about Through all the routes landed here, beach houses wit the chandaliere Me & my crew, mad cans of beer It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear Presidential Suites at the Tangiere CHORUS: Nas: How you livin' on your block? AZ: Mines is hot, how you livin' on your block? Nas: I got it locked, what's goin' down on your side, who got shot? AZ: Same shit dun Nas: Yeah, alright I'll meet you up top AZ: Yo it's hard to shake this feelin' that I might get knocked Nas: Dun you know it don't stop, we can't close up shop AZ: {Verse Three} VVSin', nuttin' less than how we steppin' Coupes kidded, cuties wear the sleazy dress & See me flexin' through the hood, d's be stressin' Illegal search, tryin' to find weapons for gun possession Never want for questions, every move made is destined Black professors, let's take it back to the essence Another version, of the Goldie, mack, pimp servin' Convince the urban, project, ghetto prince emergin' Half Hispanic, hollow tips, massive damage The path was granted, loaded gats, blast the cannon chipped up, live by morals don't get it mixed up Dis what?, millionaire strut, wit the Crist cup Switched up, slow goin', gold showin' Doe flowin', eyes don't lie, hoes knowin' Main attraction, lace love in the latest fashion Trained in mackin' never, rockin' Gators clashin' Assorted wear, AZ, Firm extrordinaire Make it more severe, lockin' shit down all this year Nas: {Verse Four} Nowhere to go from here, but the top of this sphere Nuttin' stoppin' us here, we lockin' this here Wit the black toaster by my hip bone, fuck a holster See me at the Copa, platinum choka The God's wit me, mad blunt smoke, it's hard to miss me Pick one out of two dimes to twist me New nines is crispy, mind on chips, rhyme on shit that's strictly made for cats whose rich Excuse me, is that your bitch in my 6 turnin' up the volume when she hear my hits On her wall mad flicks, now you want me blasted But don't get it confused over this rap shit Kinda laced, lookin' at diamonds in my onyx face Oyster perpetual Roly wit the day & date Y'all playa hate this To fly for female singers who get face lifts & fake titties We rule the world & take cities I dreamed of this son Happy we made it past the jakes, fakes and fiends of the slum (Wor) CHORUS AZ (Nas): (Unh...What?) It's a doe thing, niggas know the game don't change (un, un) from the Coke game (Coke game) to the dope game from a slow brain (Dope game) Ha, ha (Fuck a no name) We done did it again son, they can't fuck around (No doubt, un) AZ (Nas) {Overlapping each other}: You know the game don't stop, from the Coke game to the Dope game (Firm Biz, Firm Biz...un...Total Package) Niggas know that the game don't stop from the Coke game to the Dope game fuck a no name (un, un B.K., Q.B., un) That the game don't stop, from the Coke game to the Dope game, know the doe... (Escobar, Sosa, ha ha, un) Niggas know that the game don't stop (Firm Biz) from the Coke game to the Dope game AZ: Niggas know that the game don't stop Niggas know that the game don't stop Niggas know that the game don't stop from the Coke game, to the Dope game, fuck a no name
I wake up to them rapping tunes Every afternoon, I'll be home soon I see the board sometime after june. Met a couple of convicts, That's way beyond sick It seems they dig my style, Cause I be on some don shit. Laid back, I ran into some brothers From wayback Those that I dig there be others black - i'm real unclear on what he Actually says here I don't say jack I stay in tune with the stars sun and moon Because behind bars your doomed if your mind can't consume Plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical rain And without knowledge of self How else can a criminal change? And being locked up ain't the life of me Shit is way too trife for me you're coming home soon sounds so nice to me But you can bet, i'm bouncing out with mad props And if I get chopped, and knocked Baby Pop My world don't stop And in here it makes us all the same For blowing backs out five to fifteen See you in the bean Till they max out Mis behavin, acting uncivilized like cavemen I witness bravemen, That gave inside(?) minds turn to gay men Nobody's playin Crimes of prisoners supposed to be preying(?) On some low shit layin sleep Get yo ho shit banged in Hangin Who's to warn you Outta the hell these inmates gone through From the 3 halves of a four group(?) Doubt if anyone is normal And overall It's hard to call Who would try to play you One kid from my tomb caught a carved spoon through his navel Nothing can save you Even C.O's try to grave you it's painful to even know Those that are most faithful, will betray you I lay lo-key Cause I ain't heard the least Try and get out early on work release Praying the system will work with me Cause I ain't trying to see three hots(?) and a cot So I rock That ain't my plot baby pop My world don't stop So until that dayi'm discharged and set free Fuck who's going sex me, My mind is more based on making my next G Now let's see Nothing on me as a juvenile No more moving foul, the penile Possesses me with a smoother style Blessing my mental with mathematics To map shit, through graphics Fuck it, I ain't with hustling backwards So wiser man, with ideas and liver plans More mature and for sure I saw all my eyes could stand Sit and try to design these words of mine To define what occurs when you're serving time Freshness blurs the mind Behind bars, scars are signs of hard times I'm trapping myself inbetween these lines Cause I ain't trying to see three hots(?) and a cot So I rock That ain't my plot baby pop My world don't stop
[Verse One] Laid up with this skinny chick, Balley's with the Henny mix My man Bond sent me flicks, claimed he ain't seen me since 96, since he blew trial for them 3 attempts Street events, Feds on the sweet, but you see me tense Chill a lot, niggaz wanna know if I'm real or not, kill or not If I'm holdin't what kind of steel I got False alarms, tatoos all across my arms Bail bonds, a while back almost lost my moms Check that, taking this paper you can bet that No set backs, shittin' on niggaz wit out the Exlax Ice showin', Polo sweats all whit glowin' Blunted, Suzuki 600, twelfth Riech's blowin' Headline niggas, Fed time niggas, crime niggas Street worth 9 figures It's a war now, hard to the core for sure now Raw style, four fours to your door now Doe chasin', in the race niggas slow pacin' Temptation, send a bitch to blow your face in Plans rollin', handsome nigga's hands golden Stand chosen, pockets on my pants swollen Pleed the Fifth, real niggas don't need to riff Automatic shit, for fakin' that's what you faggots get [Verse Two] Out of 30 men, know 20 that's worthy men 10 is friends, the other 10'd probably turn me in Phone tapped, born in Brooklyn, hold my own gat Unknown traps keep jail niggas goin' back Time tickin', young shorty mind flippin' Blind addiction turn a killer from a fine Christian Streets ruined from sneaky shit niggas keep doin' Snakes, that's why I hand shake & keep movin' World supremest, cook Coke like a chemist But it's finished, a little jail time helped me replenish Thank God, almost bagged a rape charge in '86 That's what I get fuckin' a crazy bitch Rough life, stab wounds, cuts, & bites Is dice, I guess I was blessed to touch mics ?Borciase? my words spreads across tribes Who live? Made for the system up in your ride
1: Толпы уродов жующих резину смеясь над тобой плюют тебе в спину ждешь новой жизни ждешь перемен но на горизонте 100 жизнь измен тучи прожерлевые соранчи толпой наподают с криком мочи место мозгов старый инстинкт они не знают один на один
припев: гопники козлы гопники урюлы -- 2 раза
2: дружно заботятся о себе им не страшно в этой тюрьме тюрьма родина их народа колыбель это раз урода
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3: они уверены ты обречен ты не достоин в жизни ни в чем тебе не за что их не убедить твоя задача их победить
Азъ Текст песни: It B's Like That (Featuring Animal)
yeah (yeah)
Singer* ohhh (one more time) Singer* ohhh (uh huh) Singer* ohhh (where we at?) Singer* ohhh
(AZ) It's been official best wishes I send em wit you Never sentimental you know the shit a nigga into I'm cross-country it's big pimpin all the broads want me I'ma do this till the law confront me Fuck a slow jam kissing and holding my hand I'm a cold man stay flippin gettin that fam Who can blame me for all those days you tried to game me Switch and change me did shit that made me angry It's like payback watch the shit you say on this track I heard the stories how you get down lay on yo back True confessions why ask so i'm sexxin Who i'm blessin and if a nigga use protection
(Singer) I've been feelin bad but not bad enough Not to walk away Oh no Feelin so sad cause thought you were my girl Since you betrayed me it's on...on.....
You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he's gone cause he's back wit me
Chorus: He wasn't yours when he was mine I can't believe That you got down like that And now you know just how it b's Because it b's like that (repeat)
(Singer) Never thought you just hurt me worse (how do you just) How do you just go on? Can't believe you tried to say it was someone else When it was you that I saw
You know your wrong for trying to play me Now he's gone cause back wit me
Chorus
(Animal) I could see the whole game through the platinum frames I done hit niggas wifes I ain't sayin no names I just drive through ya block in convertible drops Hand you and your best friend Sharon a rock Copped a house on a hill six car garage Back massage I'm into menage a trois Where I'm living at you can wear shorts in December You remember stay in the mix like a blender I'm goin up the middle I'ma spread y'all both I'm an animal you know I had to hit y'all both You and the doctor call back go ahead i'ma fall back Sex was wack but your best friend was all that Me and honey dip was creepin off for months Had her blowin on the pipe while I was blowin on blunts But you is trouble though I cop the six double O But i'ma let you go with the Lex bubble though Shorty think I trick alot cause she suck the dick alot I'm fuckin wit y'all like Sir i'm in the mix alot
Singer* Background Singers* Why'd you have to go and play yourself Girl you know you were wrong Now your sitting home all by yourself The man you thought was yours is gone (repeat)
Am G C Дайте мне пулемет, Dm E Дайте мне красной икры. Моя черта отрицает все цвета, Меня не берет немота. Будь что будет, а я буду плакать: Я не мужчина – я труп… Лай- лай- ла- ла- ла- лай Ла- ла- ла- ла- лай……
Дайте мне пулемет, Дайте мне красной икры. Моя душа отрицает все цвета, Меня не берет немота. Будь что будет, А я буду плакать: Я не мужчина – я труп… Лай- лай- ла- ла- ла- лай Ла- ла- ла- ла- лай……
[Featuring Nature] AZ: Yeah...Where's it at? From Coke to Dope, gettin' it on the outta state strip Star Trek was the stamp pass some outer space shit Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, custom made shit Love or hate it, had two bitches playin' day shit Kept a cheese line security, holdin' three nines I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin' diesel's on the decline Whip the work up, more than traffic, who's the first up? See them young cats fuck wit that Crack, but be the first stuck Too many on the same block, same talk In fact they all probably cop from the same spot I'm heavy in it, every car got the celli in it Dash board Amor Alled up Cherry scented Trees mixed wit it, different pagers every minute Play the block smellin' easy miyach, I'm buried in it It's boss playin', respect the lifestyle I'm portrayin' Play the streets wit a freak up in my loft playin' Nickel nines, my prime young duns'll stick you blind Told the only way to get doe is if you grind CHORUS: Nature (AZ) Some thugs have all the luck While some thugs feel all the pain (Feel that) Locked up doin' major time, or on the block still caught in the game It's a boy thing (Morphine, Quine Nine...Yeah) It's the dope game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it) Some thugs have all the luck (We got this) Some thugs have all the fame AZ: So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold Cars we all drove, hoes we all know Shorts in the summertime, minks for the snow Bitch ass niggas got back snitched on the low It's funny how the Feds always knew where to go It's our price, dope & vice, watch me blow It's real shifty, brought fam to get ill wit me To many 50/50 niggas tryin' to chill wit me, build wit me Plus my connects still hit me What nigga? Nine on the cut, shit is crispy What makes a man? Most y'all niggas fakin' y'all hand Wrong shit up in you cake mix takin' your grams If you a hustla do it like the hustlas do Clientel first before you try stretchin' your stew Big boys play for large sums Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short your change Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is Cocaine You no name, knock a Ki of work in a week Through word of mouth came the clout, now I'm hurtin' streets CHORUS: Nature (AZ) Some thugs have all the luck (Wha) While some thugs feel all the pain (You know?) Locked up doin' major time (Double digits), or on the block still caught in the game It's a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a half) It's the dope game (Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown) AZ: Control all the mad money, 98 Jag money Brag money, the type killas wanna bag from me Name ringin' medallion on my chain swingin' We mastered, soldiers even in the rain slingin' Turkeys on Thanksgivin', lovin' the chips Seven day trips, bitches just lovin' the dip Can we live? No more safe boxes in the cribs Just bank accounts, different ammounts, fuck a bid We slow grindin', lady friends co-signin' Legit jobs, houses, & cars, but no shinin' Life or death, learnin' new steps, right from left Preciseness, where I end off you bite the rest CHORUS: Nature (AZ) Some thugs have all the luck While some thugs feel all the pain (You know) Locked up doin' major time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught in the game It's a boy thing (Woar) Some thugs have all the luck While some thugs feel all the pain (It's like this) Locked up doin' major time (It's on & on & on), or on the block still caught in the game It's a boy thing AZ: Game don't stop... Wha... You know the kings, we know the kings, it's like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, dope thinkin', niggas gnawin' off this shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, What the fuck? We out
Hm Am Hm Dm Hm Не такая он ско . ти - на Hm Am Hm Em Что бы трахать всех под - ряд Hm Am Hm Dm Hm Он болеет скар . ло - ти - ной Cm Hm Am Gm Тыча ногтем на у - гад Gm Fm Gm A#m Пр: Мас - тур . ба - тор Попадая в дырку бублик Представляет колесо Ну-ка покажи-ка умник Где тут зад а где яйцо Пр: Мастурбатор Целый день дрочит придурок Перед старым видаком А потом найдя окурок Выпадает сутки сном
AZ: It's on for now, niggas ballin' now (uh huh) It's The Firm baby, ain't no fallin' down Thorugh your eyes see your snakeness (Uh huh) No lie, Doe Or Die, try to take this Stay swift, you can follow if you tailgate (C'mon) Reminiscin' when a nigga used to sell weight Well laced, G.A. in the summertime, Freaknick (C'mon) Back and forth to the ball game, Hen in the cup (Ah) Through the years niggas all changed, livin' it up Takin's steps to the next level, seen the light What it be like, now, puttin' weed in the pipe CHORUS: [AZ] Berakin' day, off this shit here This year, snatched loot everywhere Next year, takin' what we left here A fear, for thugs Hoes get dug, foes get slugs Just because {Repeat Chorus Twice} AZ: Cancun at the Jazzfest First time we ever met you was half dressed Easy access (Ah) You and you whole crew, ya alright When you beep use Code 2, call tonight Got a villa full of young Dons Champagne and a grill on my front lawn What's song? We can dance to some more jams Finally meet Nas and the whole fam Roseland, love is love when it's all good, clutch ya name (yeah.. yeah) Through my eyes, I'm all hood, fuck the fame Play a script like Larenz Tate, bench weights (Yeah) Worked out stay in shape Benz plates Cruise around wit the hot sounds Pumped loud, I Be by Fox Brown It's locked down Overall tryin' to make moves stay in the mix Motivated by the ace, deuce, tre and the six {Repeat Chorus 2 Times} AZ: Wanna bring it to me right way Face to face, (yeah) when you see me get ya lie straight It's high stakes, (uh huh) goin' up against a street playa, true type (uh huh) Get the paper handle beef later, never too hype Analyze from the next man, wants war Still alive, on the next plan, wantin' more Outta town tryin' to get mine stay in the cut (Uh huh) Cubans control the prices, keep raisin' 'em up! Peace and love to my allies (Uh, uh) play on Stayin' up, high late at nights, stay strong Sittin' up lettin' all y'all know the deal This Firm shit is on for real (For real) {Repeat Chorus 5 Times}
[Featuring Monifah] Intro: Yeah Close your eyes, fly with me Spark your lye, get high with me Raise your glass with me Come inside see Come on, come on Close your eyes, let fly with me Light your lye, get high with me Raise your glasses Verse 1: AZ Yo, blesses to the young ones trapped in the world Never hate the next man that be tappin your girl It's just a hype, shoot anythings a man vision thru life Help me to understand the chosen ones livin thru Christ Blinded time from so many signs shown from greed Tryin to calculate all the funds I blown from weed Started out just a young shorty, wakin the rules Turnin out to be the wise, educatin the fools So many lost in these last days, closed curtains Tryin to change from my past ways, I'm soul searchin Diggin deep, tryin to feel within, it's real ill Takin time just to chill with friends we still bill Always told when I kick it with moms, to stay strong Watch out for them bitches that's wicked, they play wrong Keep your game strong, maintain yourself and live Star bless the kids, soon sometin gotta give Chorus: Monifa The last days, are comin Towards you, it's time to build I need a time that's real The last days, are comin Towards you, it's time to build AZ turnin the deal Verse 2: AZ You got to know when your end is near, I been there Seen years disappear in thin air, nobody wins here Swore on the population, we fightin blind For sure, we need to stop the hatin, enlightin minds Many die from a tragic death, in cold blood Behoggin niggas lost or lack respect, show love Sometime I wonder, was we ever free? High officials they move so cleverly, don't ever sleep Got my mind on the proverbs, ecclesiastics These Bible words, so absurb, I read em backwards They open doors, gave me a cause to stay swift And reward, it gave me the sword to stay rich Understandin is the best part, besides that I fell-a off to a fresh start, no time to sidetrack So much more still to come, it seems strange I was much more iller young, but things change Tryin to grow old, so many sights to see Told it never fold, just more righteously, you know? Chorus Verse 3: AZ I never knew any Bloods and Crips, but they exist In New York, it's just thugs and clicks, we offer tips Makin moves, tryin to stay afloat, it get deep In these streets, you either stay or walk, or get beat So strategise like the wise king, respect due Brothers get high and let they mind scheme, I got Tek cool In this world where so many stress, understand ain't nuttin left but the thoughts of death, we're sons of man So off track it's a shame to see, it's open season Got police movin dangerously, for no reason Hopin soon we can all adapt, get wise It build lies, it was all a trap, in disguise Assassinated by my own kind, so why ask Because blacks to have a closed mind, deal with facts Keep your eyes open, never rock yourself to sleep Love to the East, let the dead rest in peace Chorus (x2) Outro: Monifa We gotta do, what we gotta do Brothers, sisters, you gotta wake up, you gotta wake up Ain't nothin gonna come from this We gotta make it right now, we gotta make it right now, now Oooohoho, think about them babies Yeah, think about the babies Ooooohh, what kind of.......
Далеко уплыли мы от дома Мальчики искатели дорог Разменяв уют на бат тревог Без оглядки взым с аэродрома A Мчались оставляя за собой D A След один из сотен тысяч D A Незаметно изменился облик мой D (E) Что же я успел на камне высечь Припрев: D Москва A Слезам не верит D A И даже если очень D A То все ровно не верит E Москва A Москва не сочи Сто имен забытых на всегда Первое последние свиданье Подожди и ты моя звезда Разобьешься вспыхнув на прощанье Припев:
Yeah Close your eyes, fly with me Spark your lye, get high with me Raise your glass with me Come inside see Come on, come on Close your eyes, let fly with me Light your lye, get high with me Raise your glasses
Verse 1: AZ
Yo, blesses to the young ones trapped in the world Never hate the next man that be tappin your girl It's just a hype, shoot anythings a man vision thru life Help me to understand the chosen ones livin thru Christ Blinded time from so many signs shown from greed Tryin to calculate all the funds I blown from weed Started out just a young shorty, wakin the rules Turnin out to be the wise, educatin the fools So many lost in these last days, closed curtains Tryin to change from my past ways, I'm soul searchin Diggin deep, tryin to feel within, it's real ill Takin time just to chill with friends we still bill Always told when I kick it with moms, to stay strong Watch out for them bitches that's wicked, they play wrong Keep your game strong, maintain yourself and live Star bless the kids, soon sometin gotta give
Chorus: Monifa
The last days, are comin Towards you, it's time to build I need a time that's real The last days, are comin Towards you, it's time to build AZ turnin the deal
Verse 2: AZ
You got to know when your end is near, I been there Seen years disappear in thin air, nobody wins here Swore on the population, we fightin blind For sure, we need to stop the hatin, enlightin minds Many die from a tragic death, in cold blood Behoggin niggas lost or lack respect, show love Sometime I wonder, was we ever free? High officials they move so cleverly, don't ever sleep Got my mind on the proverbs, ecclesiastics These Bible words, so absurb, I read em backwards They open doors, gave me a cause to stay swift And reward, it gave me the sword to stay rich Understandin is the best part, besides that I fell-a off to a fresh start, no time to sidetrack So much more still to come, it seems strange I was much more iller young, but things change Tryin to grow old, so many sights to see Told it never fold, just more righteously, you know?
Chorus
Verse 3: AZ
I never knew any Bloods and Crips, but they exist In New York, it's just thugs and clicks, we offer tips Makin moves, tryin to stay afloat, it get deep In these streets, you either stay or walk, or get beat So strategise like the wise king, respect due Brothers get high and let they mind scheme, I got Tek cool In this world where so many stress, understand ain't nuttin left but the thoughts of death, we're sons of man So off track it's a shame to see, it's open season Got police movin dangerously, for no reason Hopin soon we can all adapt, get wise It build lies, it was all a trap, in disguise Assassinated by my own kind, so why ask Because blacks to have a closed mind, deal with facts Keep your eyes open, never rock yourself to sleep Love to the East, let the dead rest in peace
Chorus (x2)
Outro: Monifa
We gotta do, what we gotta do Brothers, sisters, you gotta wake up, you gotta wake up Ain't nothin gonna come from this We gotta make it right now, we gotta make it right now, now Oooohoho, think about them babies Yeah, think about the babies Ooooohh, what kind of.......
Am C Не спеши гнать его он такой как и ты G C Да еще без фуражки и пьяный Dm E F Жизнь просто дерьмо но скорее всего Dm E Am Он в раскачку с работы усталый припев: F C Пусть как на подпорках этот путь G C Как та блевотина о грудь F C Пусть неудача ну и пусть ну и пусть G C Сходи мужик под первый куст
Its international players shit you know what I mean Its big boys shit, y'all little boys get the fuck outta here, ya heard
Floss with me and stash holds more than 50 Snatchin the baddest bitch no luggage, we off to Sicily First class flights, see me shine matchin in white Gatored up with the faded cut flashin the ice Fuck that, niggaz know me, keep low key Sneezers nosy, live niggaz creep OT From all the hustle on the streets daily numbin the brain From drainin out of his game but we runnin the same Loving the pain, thug niggaz thuggin in the rain Broke niggaz stay broke stingy huggin they chain Church niggaz just chill stay connect and thoughts While the vest they lost warrants catch them in courts Catchin the source, the students that lessons is taught I been near through my younger years perfecting the sport All praises do for all those facing the zoo, this is the crew Soon we'll be blazin that chew
[Chorus] If you want it (if you want it) Just let me know (let me know) If you want it (if you want it) Just let me know (let me know) If you want it (if you want it) Just let me know (let me know) Let me know (let me know)
I do this for y'all, I ball for y'all Hit the streets strap up go to war for y'all Its all for y'all, Champagne across the ball Late night hit the strip see me floss the car Hit for now, all smiles no tears for now Quiet money know the styles see all years from now Anti, still camerin shots when remise with eyes And hands through the wise Strong ties dance with the live Act hold up, my whole team actin all up Brooklyn! hear to speak niggaz packin all up Poet at heart, dart making throwin at them charge Hit or miss still a way splitter blow them a part Flow with the sharks, real killers coat with the dark Is these playin in the streets they awoke to the art AZ on your project walls act to the halls Respect all the laws, its locked now check all the doors
[Chorus]
What y'all niggaz want, y'all know who y'all fuckin wit What up
From all the new, solar now roll with the crew Young in, now a nigga just know what to do Trustin a few, feds had me flushin pervu You fuckin with who? Slippin I'll be bustin at you Money to get, y'all niggaz that run your shit Dum on your bitch, butt fuck her cum on her tits I'm young and convinced, captive trainin for T's You ain't in my league just chill and keep blowin your weed Quiet as kept, cash flow relyin on my rep Sizing the threat, down for like knives in the vest Sure shots for the war blocks caught in the box Call for you ox, crab niggaz call for the cops
1: Я прикрыл свое небо руками по началу я был лишь прохожий но какие то мерзкие рожи протаранили тело ногами и я словно пречистый христос воображал себя в чем тут дело спатыкался и брел неумело капля крови памятых волос
Припев: так надо убивать врагов там где-то ответ небо цвета потертых джинсов небо цвета прожатых лет
проигрыш:
A| подобрать не сложно, но мудрено немного !!!
2: и однажды в чужем мне квартале на окраине странного города задыхаясь от рваного холода написал в облаках белой стали
Uh huh Word Up.......... Drop the beat right here Yeah
[Chorus - repeat 2X] Loooove me in a special way what more can I say Love me now love love me now
[Verse 1] Since Illmatic this shit started that never departed I flossed retarded for them lost in the projects I taught them logic gaining courses in college Chased dollars but to me whats most important is knowledge Know the ledge for ya'll niggas that so on the edge It ain't nothin for an infrared to go in your head Life in the streets schooled me well movin light on my feet So deep had me jumpin up at night in my sleep Hold ya heat if you that nigga that's influencing beef I'm trying to eat dont have me put two in ya feet 99 ways i made out to never fade out never get played out Got guns blast ya way out
Chorus
[Verse 2] Saw the worst when I was growing Unknowing my quest until I had reality thrown at my chest Why would it stress it seem a nigga zone at his best Is it a test at times I feel my soul is possesed Flavors of Guess throw key at major connects Crazy respect goin through it made me a vet Gettin down on grounds forbidden Made bails from ?????? to the cells in Clinton listen We could war till we no more either or Or just ball till we all score it's on ya'll Did this one for the streets watchin And the D's in the streets let them keep clockin We clean got love for the whole game To go change fake I.D.'s and the code names but no lames 3 op's and theres more to come we all as one Recognize I been this raw since young
Chorus
[Verse 3] Was I sent for the sinners that never repent Or just another thug bent trying to pay for his rent Days in contempt I see how ya'll amazed in suspense Ways spent catch me at the major events So blow a herb on ya corner curb my word Doe or Die I was born a swerve bet that From 40 bottles to the champagne twist a pop White Lables to the brand names kids on top And let's toast for the lost souls And pray enough to hope and meet em at the crossroads reunite Hope I live to see 88 with crazy cake In a baby shaped burgandy Bentley with Haiti plates
Uh huh Word Up.......... Drop the beat right here Yeah [Chorus x2] Loooove me in a special way what more can I say Love me now love love me now [Verse 1] Since Illmatic this shit started that never departed I flossed retarded for them lost in the projects I taught them logic gaining courses in college Chased dollars but to me whats most important is knowledge Know the ledge for ya'll niggas that so on the edge It ain't nothin for an infrared to go in your head Life in the streets schooled me well movin light on my feet So deep had me jumpin up at night in my sleep Hold ya heat if you that nigga that's influencing beef I'm trying to eat dont have me put two in ya feet 99 ways i made out to never fade out never get played out Got guns blast ya way out [Chorus] [Verse 2] Saw the worst when I was growing Unknowing my quest until I had reality thrown at my chest Why would it stress it seem a nigga zone at his best Is it a test at times I feel my soul is possesed Flavors of Guess throw key at major connects Crazy respect goin through it made me a vet Gettin down on grounds forbidden Made bails from ?????? to the cells in Clinton listen We could war till we no more either or Or just ball till we all score it's on ya'll Did this one for the streets watchin And the D's in the streets let them keep clockin We clean got love for the whole game To go change fake I.D.'s and the code names but no lames 3 op's and theres more to come we all as one Recognize I been this raw since young [Chorus] [Verse 3] Was I sent for the sinners that never repent Or just another thug bent trying to pay for his rent Days in contempt I see how ya'll amazed in suspense Ways spent catch me at the major events So blow a herb on ya corner curb my word Doe or Die I was born a swerve bet that From 40 bottles to the champagne twist a pop White Lables to the brand names kids on top And let's toast for the lost souls And pray enough to hope and meet em at the crossroads reunite Hope I live to see 88 with crazy cake In a baby shaped burgandy Bentley with Haiti plates [Chorus x2]
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2.Соорудим себе ковчег по паре каждой твари В пылу кровавой гари на стыке древних рек Пр: 3.А вот они нам не друзья христавые хиппы Ведь быть не может равным все у каждого свой шанс Пр:
I aint goin nowhere, Ima be here til 2030 ya'll can bet that.. classic material my mojos back im loco no sunoco the flow show dat the hood kno do fo do lo ima solo cat fly photos no polo i throw those back ??? my scuffed soldier boots that holds no gat gotta crew of lil homies for that.. where the love at? still standin i aint strung on crack still handle it like Pun on tracks so check me out ya'll street of philly was born willy arms is chilly neck froze, fresh clothes, the specs is silly ?? for really, war like the lord Achilles Im too illy, worth more than half a billi So please feel my im direct effect and since a kid at fresh ? I've been fresh til death You know what it is.. ayo Fresh come on man , it's how we do it.. let's resurrect the hood ya heard? The coke game is a regular, the stacks uneven Pimp game's still cellular, but rap I'm eatin' Used to pitch packs in streets Took it to the next level hard face watch made by Patti Philipe Jars of dro the chalk just added to beef Bars stay hot with raps thats grabbin the beats Double nickle deep down in the bucket seats Yatch match the Rolli, where my fuckin freaks? Flow fast and gawdy with chinchilla minx Hoes trash they ? and cant barely ? Ma we can take it to another life level Somethin like whole diamond round ya ice bezel I heard a few niggas hatin on your nice fellow But did they know your range cherry and ya ice yellow I holla at you neccessary when it's nice hello It's Fresh, 50 bricks nigga on my grind level Ayo A talk to these niggas.. you know we poor but cop chilly wrists niggas.. stackin chips niggas.. and official hood figures Been locked in since them wally moccassins and them drop top bm's ya'll shoulda cock blocked me then Now a dime later haters try n box me in But like Iverson i skip hop to the rim back spin whip wop fake cock it again It's understood I'm the hood Hitchcock with a grin Came in the spot wit 6 bad brawds, lift Jag doors Never too gawdy but my wrist wrapped raw Flip packs of raw, slick black valor Reacquainted with rap now we rip half of these tours Pull up at the summer league games Ashton Mar's Hopped out the whip prada shit straps and all The crack game is back so its fresh to ball 330 hard top cherry red bar watch [?] I handle pop niggas CL split top so listen up to whos runnin the game You know its Fresh 50 bricks plus the shit on my chain Polo mitts so sick they just stick in you're brain [?] And you could see Fresh livin good enjoyin my health Now we runnin in the bars and we buyin the shelfs M5 burn rubber we denyin the belts Big bottles of that Don and we dyin for help Niggas, shit back up when the Ashton dash up The shit ash color mack in the black truck
Am Em Am Em Я живу на помойке Am Em Am Em Вокруг меня грязь и тлен , Am Em Am Em А менты поганые волки Am Em Am Em Каждый день берут меня в плен . припев : C E Захочу поем из урны , Am F Захочу попью из лужи , C E Я воспитан очень дурно , Am F Я никому не нужен.
Сопля застряла в носу , Кто поможет ее достать ? Я хочу ее , пока свежая , скушать , А потом на вас поблевать. припев. Я живу на помойке Из урны я досыта ем Нет круче меня на свете , Меня не сравнить ни с кем. А зеленые помойные мухи По утрам залетают мне в ухи , Пожирают там агитацию , Чтобы я помедленнее гнил. припев.
[Featuring Nas] -Your bigger than the Jews -Bigger than the Irish -You run the whole fuckin country -You can be the next John D. Rockerfeller -Nobody noticed us, nobody gave a shit -But the bigger we get, the more were takin from other people Nas: Yo, in a mahogany, black scenery That was lightin and rain drops I'm tied up in the basement cocaine spot, like Bangkok I'm blindfold Vietnam type mind controless torture His accent sounds like the rarest culture Askin me, my astroby stabbin me gradually Says its astrobute What's atonic, mesonic, ironic I felt reminded of my fast life ventures And winters Blinded til the flashlight enters AZ: Yo dun, before the sun set Call connect get all the tech's I'm vexed, this nigga love his sex He lost respect, lets off his neck My caliber Got me thinkin on a higher algebra See me I'm just as foul as ya, but you ain't got no style in ya I'm into bigger cheddar Cheese ??? armaretta Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us Chorus: Mo money, more murder more homicide You catch that body nigga, better have that alibi You never know, it might just be your time to take that ride To them pearly white gates, watch that suicide Nas: Now government official Got you sippin on Cristal and crystal You ??? And took your clan with you I'm out to get you Guaranteed every shell will hit you Plus I'm on some shit to Layin down whomever's with you Mafioso This New York City nineties Era Soso AZ you know my culture Now my wolves is out to ghost ya AZ: Center a rose on the graveyard for real now The stakes is up a half a mil now I tried to grab him with his shield down What walked in a crazy paid up Sharp but straight up Gators from Barbados Never seen nobody play those Laylow what they called him His head bald and Sippin cappuchino spilled to his silk suits Lap was scalding Laugh was vulgar Canvas paintings of the Iaetola And on his arm he wore a priceless vulture Tobacco pipe smoker Escobar your life is over Justify the righteous nova Bullets flew out his right shoulder Corpse leaving a foul odor The firm volume one adjourned Bring it to a closure Chorus: Nas: So now you rolling with us like codefenders No phony business Should no the difference From supreme solo its the style ancient as Moses scriptures Its latin kings, black goofies and white jesters Among us Crime invades the minds of youngsters Where its pitch black they can't see you Godfather three falling for dead in a cathedral AZ: Now you forced to listen I got the mind of a grad from Princeton Play your position Or soon you'll be lost and missing Its far from fiction
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