Текст (слова) песни: Dre Dog - The Stress Factor

Don`t push me cause i`m close to the edge
I`m trying not to lose my head
Sometime I sit alone
And look deep into my soul
And i starrin down at something
That`s very out a control
Tolerence at zero
Emotions dead and gone
If indo was a pebble
then i`d be a stone
Patience low I rest to go
I got`s to get Ahead
Motherfuck these hoes
And Impose I got to get my bread
The streets say nothing nice
They quit it like the idus
And everybody dippin seein
who can get the highest
Now check this out
without a doubt
And about to come fresher
And about that cab
And protect that ass
Don`t pannic under pressure
My stabbin like a whip
Or better an aligator
temper going up and down like a
Like a fucking elevator
bitch I want it know
Don`t give me no delay`s
My hustlin got me trippin
Listen from my ike turner way`s
Man this life is real
No time to be an actor
And i`ll play no man
let me know
It`s like the stress factor

I want to grow old
have a kid and a place to sleep
A down ass wife
And when I die i`ll rest in peece
But man that`s all a dream
This donja got me trippin
It got me feelin bleak
But I can`t remember what I did last week
Now look at my face
This shit ain`t fake
The pain to turn to pressure
Every nigga that know me
Don`t cop down to that pressure
My mother woke me up
One day said "boy you gettin grown"
Your momma has 3 jobs
Your momma is gettin known
So I took it as a hint
When ohh my missions free
Mind full of hatred
got me fuckers time is hard you see
That monkeys on my back
And I can`t get him off
So whatever I do
Mom it`s just for you
No matter what the cost
I put that on my life
Everything I see is dark
Money is rare
But I don`t care
Stop that niggaz heart
He`s comin on a big wheel
I`m comin on a tractor
Man take this hate
It`s too late
It`s called th stress factor

Some think that i`m the man
Some think my shit don`t stink
But yes it do
I thought you knew
I`m not a coward nor a fink
One side of my heart got love
The other side is hate
Boy that hate is steamin love
Right in it`s fuckin face
Women ask me how i`m livin
I tell them day by day
With a donja joint
That lovely voice
A mr. Marvin gay
And I got to get away
That just might do some good
But every time i get away
I miss the fuckin hood
My homie lost his job
He don`t know how to react
So I do thangs to help him out
Like to a little crac
That shit`s over rated
Niggas Complicated
But you woulod never know
From that cat flow
How the pictures painted
Motherfuckers wisper
And think I don`t hear them
And wonder why i`m over high
And never go near them
But love to all my niggas
from workin to mid jackers
Cause matter what you feel
Cause it`s called the stress factor

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Stress Factor:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14985.html

Все тексты песен: Dre Dog
» Dre Dog - Powda 4 the Hoes
» Dre Dog - Killa Whale
» Dre Dog - Lips
» Dre Dog - Smoke Dope and Rap
» Dre Dog - Situation Critical
» Dre Dog - The Ave
» Dre Dog - Killin Of The Caine
» Dre Dog - Piece Of My Mind
» Dre Dog - The Ave
» Dre Dog - Ike Turner
» Dre Dog - Piece of My Mind
» Dre Dog - Killa Whale
» Dre Dog - The Most Hated Man in Frisco
» Dre Dog - Killin of the Caine
» Dre Dog - The Stress Factor
» Dre Dog - Even Pimps Get Broken Hearts
» Dre Dog - Muthafucka
» Dre Dog - Bakin Soda in Minnesota


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: Dre Dog - The Stress Factor Don`t push me cause i`m close to the edge I`m trying not to lose my head Sometime I sit alone And look deep into my soul And i starrin down at something That`s very out a control Tolerence at zero Emotions dead and gone If indo was a pebble then i`d be a stone Patience low I rest to go I got`s to get Ahead Motherfuck these hoes And Impose I got to get my bread The streets say nothing nice They quit it like the idus And everybody dippin seein who can get the highest Now check this out without a doubt And about to come fresher And about that cab And protect that ass Don`t pannic under pressure My stabbin like a whip Or better an aligator temper going up and down like a Like a fucking elevator bitch I want it know Don`t give me no delay`s My hustlin got me trippin Listen from my ike turner way`s Man this life is real No time to be an actor And i`ll play no man let me know It`s like the stress factor I want to grow old have a kid and a place to sleep A down ass wife And when I die i`ll rest in peece But man that`s all a dream This donja got me trippin It got me feelin bleak But I can`t remember what I did last week Now look at my face This shit ain`t fake The pain to turn to pressure Every nigga that know me Don`t cop down to that pressure My mother woke me up One day said "boy you gettin grown" Your momma has 3 jobs Your momma is gettin known So I took it as a hint When ohh my missions free Mind full of hatred got me fuckers time is hard you see That monkeys on my back And I can`t get him off So whatever I do Mom it`s just for you No matter what the cost I put that on my life Everything I see is dark Money is rare But I don`t care Stop that niggaz heart He`s comin on a big wheel I`m comin on a tractor Man take this hate It`s too late It`s called th stress factor Some think that i`m the man Some think my shit don`t stink But yes it do I thought you knew I`m not a coward nor a fink One side of my heart got love The other side is hate Boy that hate is steamin love Right in it`s fuckin face Women ask me how i`m livin I tell them day by day With a donja joint That lovely voice A mr. Marvin gay And I got to get away That just might do some good But every time i get away I miss the fuckin hood My homie lost his job He don`t know how to react So I do thangs to help him out Like to a little crac That shit`s over rated Niggas Complicated But you woulod never know From that cat flow How the pictures painted Motherfuckers wisper And think I don`t hear them And wonder why i`m over high And never go near them But love to all my niggas from workin to mid jackers Cause matter what you feel Cause it`s called the stress factor Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Stress Factor: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14985.html Все тексты песен: Dre Dog » Dre Dog - Powda 4 the Hoes » Dre Dog - Killa Whale » Dre Dog - Lips » Dre Dog - Smoke Dope and Rap » Dre Dog - Situation Critical » Dre Dog - The Ave » Dre Dog - Killin Of The Caine » Dre Dog - Piece Of My Mind » Dre Dog - The Ave » Dre Dog - Ike Turner » Dre Dog - Piece of My Mind » Dre Dog - Killa Whale » Dre Dog - The Most Hated Man in Frisco » Dre Dog - Killin of the Caine » Dre Dog - The Stress Factor » Dre Dog - Even Pimps Get Broken Hearts » Dre Dog - Muthafucka » Dre Dog - Bakin Soda in Minnesota Рекомендуем скачать: » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Бомбей » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - 999 » Хор и Оркестр ГАБТ СССР - Марш энтузиастов (Авиамарш) » Хромов Юра - ПОЙ, САКСОФОН ! » Хромов Юра - БЕЛЫМ ОФИЦЕРАМ ПОСВЯЩАЕТСЯ » Хвостенко Алексей - Пасмурный день » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - В последний раз » Хабарова Кира - Хулиганка » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Всё в огонь /песня царевны/ » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Так легко » Хвостенко Алексей - Игра на флейте » Хвостенко Алексей - Олимпийское проклятье » Хабарова Кира - Рыжая собака » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - ChildHood » Художник - Радиошторм » Хабарова Кира - На лоскутном одеяле » Хромов Юра - СИНИЙ ВЕЧЕР » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Воскресение » Хай-Фай, Hi-Fi - Черный ворон » Хабарова Кира - Петербург
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»