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Текст (слова) песни: B.G. - Hard Times

Who put this shit together

I done done it all from jackin` and slangin` nigga trust that
Stealin` cars snortin` dope gettin` bust at
Never goin` ta school all kinda bull-shit
They callin` my moma in I got her lookin` unfit
But look it aint Cint fault I turned out this way
Its my fault she told me right from wrong everyday
When my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a stray
Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face
We was about that gunplay and on the grind
We was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine
Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I`m from
Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I`m from
Growin` up in the streets best believe its dangerous
They lock us up but the jail aint changin` us
You`ll make it how i live if you don`t mind dyin`
Growin` up in my shoes best believe was hard times nigga

(Chorus) 2x
Hard times got a nigga in all black
I`m goin` jack for that silver pack where its at
Hard times got the B.G. drove nigga
Hard times got me duckin` them white folks nigga

Its a hard time comin` up where I`m from like a twister spinnin`
Don`t get caught in it
Its drastic drama its everyday life whoa
Jackin` is a way of livin `if you aint on the right road
I move fast my people say I need ta slow down
Close ya nose or ya gonna go down
I`m beefin` with different sets I`m duckin` them white folks
Playin` my hoes close
They tied up like a rope
I`m slangin` tryin` ta make a million and chill
Buy a ten story buildin` and a football field
Diamonds round my neck and wrist plenty golds in my grill
Niggas gone get holes in they head if they don`t keep it real
My mama cryin` cuz she think I`ma get my head bust
But I tell her growin` up with no daddy is rough
Welfare aint enough
And I wanna shine
So I`m goin get mine nigga and get out these hard times whoa

(Chorus) 2x

Me and my niggas buyin` cars don`t give a fuck what its costin`
Neighborhood superstar Hot Boy$ bout flossin`
Crossin any of us get that put in a coffin
You don`t hear we loss a shoot-out very often
We ballin`
Shot callin`
Walkin` to the top
And when we get there believe we closin` shop
I`m lettin` my law down makin` Gs nigga
I done been through them hard times I`m makin` chesse nigga
Me and Fresh can hook up and make a hit with ease nigga
Fade me the B.G. pretty please nigga
I`m a six figure
Money go-getter
Drivin` expedition
Bet a bitch quick and put another hoe in her position
Riches is what I`m chasin` everyday nigga
Killin` bustas bringin that bitch in my way nigga
Tryin` ta shine Ca$h Money on the grind nigga
Stackin` gingles cuz we done been through hard times nigga peep me

(Chorus) - repeat to end

 

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