Текст (слова) песни: Beanie Sigel, Sparks and Oschino - State Property Soundtrack

Nothin for nothin leaves nothin.. betta do somethin
Motherfucker punch ya in the mouth..

[Sigel] Hitman, Oschino and Sparks, Criminal Records; talk to `em yo

[Omilio Sparks]
This is for my ghetto niggas, reputation is everything
So guard it withcha life, it`s just like credit
The minute ya fuck up you ruined it, ya know?

Yo as young adolescents (a-ha)
Mommy said we was so precious, I mean - who knew?
Round to O.D. to heron and I`d catch cases
Let my life slip, inside the hands of these judges
Where did we go wrong - huh?
Was it these missing father figures?
Or watching mom struggle and feed us
Come on I need answers, is God gonna judge us
for turnin burners on niggas who tried to merk us
On the day of judgement - who knows?
Until then we`ll never know so for now, I`ma do Omilio
Drunk than a motherfucker, disrespectin bitches
Attitude still the same - fuck these niggas
until it`s my time to go, you know?
I ain`t doin no changes, shit, plus I`m happy to be here
With my new family.. Black Friday
And the Roc-A-Fella niggas, I`m focused, bring the chorus in

[Chorus: Beanie Sigel]
My life (shit) just make me wanna holla sometime, and throw in my hand
But I won`t fold, you know how I roll
I live that life of a trouble man and play by the code
Where I`m from (shit) just make me wanna holla sometime, and go get my gun
Go all out but I think of my sons
Then I look where I was at - how far did I come

[Oschino Vasquez]
You see ladies prostitutin, wearin tight leopard
My sneaks was dogs like pitbulls and German shepherds
Fuck where it came from I needed money fast
White boys bangin Led Zeppelin wantin twenty bags
So I got my first pack on 51st and Market
I ain`t want clothes I just wanted some Boston Market
No mom to call, no dad to beep
Stuck on the streets stomach growlin like a dog showin his teeth
Life ain`t sweet (naw) life ain`t a game
I know life is more real then Slick Rick chain
Everybody get a hand so play the hand you dealt
And there`s nobody to blame fuck it blame yourself
You can go all out, and try to rebel
Like a nucleus they`ll have you right in a cell
You just better pray a lot and hope that you prevail
I know livin in the hood is hell, c`mon

[Chorus]

[Omilio Sparks]
Yo right now I`d like to take the time to thank my family members
and phony homies for turnin they backs on me
Made me stronger helped me deal with snakes inside God`s garden
But I was roamin like a ruger
and I swear these streets`ll turn us boys to men
Numb the pain with juice and gin
Tryin to stack them Horace Grants to a million
Plantin seeds is how I blessed the bitches
Excuse my arrogance but baby clone me
This petty world that kill me slowly took away my grandma mommy hold me
Life`s obstacles is gettin stressful, that`s why I don`t come around
Written between the paper`s line examples of my lifestyle
So read inside the guidelines, ain`t no sunshine
until you break the chains and fly freely, cause I know for a fact
Somewhere out in the world somebody need me to make `em smile
and appreciate `em believe me, but maintain in the meanwhile baby
Omilio`ll be there for ya, y`knahmean?
Shit, I`m a trouble man

[Chorus] - repeat 2X

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