Текст (слова) песни: C-Murder - Survival Of The Fittest

Yo, yo, what`s up nigga? You know the streets is a jungle
You gotta survive out here
You need a strong mind to do the shit I do
You ever seen something blown up before
See that nigga cross the street in that Cutlass
Check this out

[Chorus x2]

Survival of the fittest, respect my come up
Survival of the fittest, you better not run up

[C-Murder]

I remember back in 89 a nigga used to steal
And now I got a Navi with a mothafucking grill
One time chase a nigga thru the fucking alley
Mad cause I fucked up my only pair of Bally`s
I used to smoke weed with the ballers after school
Mothafuckas wanted to hang cause I used to act a fool
Started slanging rocks becuase the shit was fun
I used to bang at niggaz just to see them run
People started hearing shit started recognizing me
Big timers fronted me some coke and a ride g
Dope became a business, no longer a hobby
I owed a nigga 5 g`s so I started robbing
I knew I had to move before I had to bang him up
I`m a act a donkey if you don`t respect my come up
Dumb niggaz die and real niggaz live
The ghetto is so wicked I can`t even trust my kids

[Chorus x2]

[Gotti]

Started in this game at the age of 13
Getting paid making money serving crack to the fiends
Hoes couldn`t take me, niggaz gave me jealous looks
To the world I was a man, to the feds I was a crook
Put my face up in the paper, put my name in they books
Cause they see a nigga balling off the birds that I cooked
As the years went by still survival of the fittest
Now I`m riding in the tank representing to the fullest
Putting bullets in you bitches jealous niggaz in disguise
Shooting niggaz til we die, Gambino`s on the rise
My nigga Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die
Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest

[Chorus x2]

[C-Murder]

I was born a bastard, my pops was a thug
4 Years in the pen for transporting drugs
I was Known in the hood as a nigga with the weight
Bithces all up in my business, shipping keys from state to state
Triple beams in the project, Calliope where I broke `em down
Razor blades and baking soda, pure white fuck the brown
My clientele was growing started investing in some other shit
Barber shops on every block, even had a weed spot
Moms and the kids put away up in the house
A fellas Cameras in the lawn to spook a nigga out
Pitbulls in the backyard trained to kill
call my folks up on the phone before I made a deal
I`m one step ahead of a nigga doing wrong
That`s why I`m still alive and been on top so fucking long
I had to spank some busters, to show `em I mean business
The ghetto is so wicked its survival of the fittest

[Chorus x2]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: C-Murder - Survival Of The Fittest Yo, yo, what`s up nigga? You know the streets is a jungle You gotta survive out here You need a strong mind to do the shit I do You ever seen something blown up before See that nigga cross the street in that Cutlass Check this out [Chorus x2] Survival of the fittest, respect my come up Survival of the fittest, you better not run up [C-Murder] I remember back in 89 a nigga used to steal And now I got a Navi with a mothafucking grill One time chase a nigga thru the fucking alley Mad cause I fucked up my only pair of Bally`s I used to smoke weed with the ballers after school Mothafuckas wanted to hang cause I used to act a fool Started slanging rocks becuase the shit was fun I used to bang at niggaz just to see them run People started hearing shit started recognizing me Big timers fronted me some coke and a ride g Dope became a business, no longer a hobby I owed a nigga 5 g`s so I started robbing I knew I had to move before I had to bang him up I`m a act a donkey if you don`t respect my come up Dumb niggaz die and real niggaz live The ghetto is so wicked I can`t even trust my kids [Chorus x2] [Gotti] Started in this game at the age of 13 Getting paid making money serving crack to the fiends Hoes couldn`t take me, niggaz gave me jealous looks To the world I was a man, to the feds I was a crook Put my face up in the paper, put my name in they books Cause they see a nigga balling off the birds that I cooked As the years went by still survival of the fittest Now I`m riding in the tank representing to the fullest Putting bullets in you bitches jealous niggaz in disguise Shooting niggaz til we die, Gambino`s on the rise My nigga Fiend up by my side, my enemy bound to die Got no mercy in my eyes label Gotti one of the realest [Chorus x2] [C-Murder] I was born a bastard, my pops was a thug 4 Years in the pen for transporting drugs I was Known in the hood as a nigga with the weight Bithces all up in my business, shipping keys from state to state Triple beams in the project, Calliope where I broke `em down Razor blades and baking soda, pure white fuck the brown My clientele was growing started investing in some other shit Barber shops on every block, even had a weed spot Moms and the kids put away up in the house A fellas Cameras in the lawn to spook a nigga out Pitbulls in the backyard trained to kill call my folks up on the phone before I made a deal I`m one step ahead of a nigga doing wrong That`s why I`m still alive and been on top so fucking long I had to spank some busters, to show `em I mean business The ghetto is so wicked its survival of the fittest [Chorus x2] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Survival Of The Fittest: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/19413.html Все тексты песен: C-Murder » C-Murder - Where I`m From » C-Murder - Don`t Wanna Be Alone » C-Murder - Betya (Bonus Track) » C-Murder - Get N Paid » C-Murder - Can`t Hold Me Back » C-Murder - They Don`t Really Know You » C-Murder - That Calliope » C-Murder - On Da Block » C-Murder - A 2nd Chance » C-Murder - Riders » C-Murder - Money Talks » C-Murder - How a Thug Like It » C-Murder - Down For My N`s » C-Murder - Want Beef » C-Murder - Do You Wanna Ride » C-Murder - That`s Me » C-Murder - Can`t Hold Me Back » C-Murder - They Don`t Really Know You » C-Murder - Where We Wanna » C-Murder - Ghetto Millionaire Рекомендуем скачать: » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РћСЃС‚Р°РЅСѓСЃСЊ » Рада и Терновник - В сплетеньи тел » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Сталь и губная помада » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р”Р°РІР°Р№, Р”СЂСѓР¶РѕРє, РќР° РџРѕСЃРѕС?РѕРє » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Если был бы в доме сыр... » Рада и Терновник - И запах вянущих цветов » Руки Вверх - Не зови меня красивою » РђР»РµРєСЃРµР№ РљР°Р±Р°РЅРѕРІ - РўР° Р”РµРІСѓС?РєР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Когда дешёвая задвижка... » Рефлекс, Reflex - Моя любовь » Рада и Терновник - Руками разгребать траву » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Беспечный ковбой » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Буги-харьков » Русский размер - Весна » Руки Вверх! - Стоят подружки » Рок-острова - Roland » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Влеку свои дела » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Музыкант » РљР°Р±СЂРёРѕР»РµС‚ - Р РѕР·Р° Р‘РµР»Р°СЏ » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Девочка
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