Текст (слова) песни: Lloyd Banks - South Side Story

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I done learned from mistakes like who`s my men, and who`s not
Like who`s gone run, but who`s not
Like who`s gone shoot if you shot
Who gone hold it and who`s not
Who gone change spots

[Chorus]
In the streets of New York, you can`t trust nobody
Niggaz`ll run up on you with a 12-guage shotty
Loyalty comes free, smokin` weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here with a body
In the streets of New York, You can`t trust nobody
Niggaz`ll run up on you with a 12-guage shotty
Loyalty comes free, smokin` weed is my hobby
You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here with a body

[Verse 1]
When I was ten years old, I seen a nigga take three in the head
Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed
I stayed awake, cause my nightmares was seein` `em dead
Smelled the burnt tires peelin` after leavin` him lead
The killer fled, with a fuckin` laugh
My heart pumpin` on blast
I just started at him, slumped in the grass
Arms movin`, fingers shakin`, spittin` up blood
DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug
There I stood, stiffer than wood
See homey used to buy me candy
Now he`s gone, who gone provide his family?
My earring, shoulda been runnin`
I never thought I`d be that sick
Damn, I wasn`t `posed to see that shit
That`s when I thought
It was more than three shots
He coulda been waitin for me, maybe he circled around the block
I turned around at my pops, he like "what happened?"
This nigga rolled up and just started clappin`
I can still hear him laughin`
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
It was a regular day in South Side, sprinklers and kids runnin`
All of a sudden, head`s turnin`, somebody did somethin`
This nigga named, I forgot, fuck it, he lived around the block
Regular gettin` money nigga, but loved to clown a lot
Walked across the park, stuntin`, frontin`
Diamonds in his ear, diamond watch on
Eatin` a bag of popcorn
Walked up behind a shorty, grabbin` her waist
She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her face
She felt disrespected, shorty couldn`t accept it
Called him a pussy, told him she`d be back in a second
But he din`t pay her no mind
Called her a bitch about four times
Stayed in the park, wit` no niggaz wit` em and no nine
And them in no time, older nigga from behind
Swung a baseball bat, left his face all crack
Told him "take all that"
Hit him again, popped his chain wit` a frown
And left the clown, with a stain on the ground

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
All my days go by blowin` that sticky, icky
California made me picky
Chicken head tried to stick me wit` a hickey
If we, blow up quickly, stickly, somewhere tipsy
The location don`t matter, I`m South Side until` they hit me
I`ll be DEAD
If looks can kill, I`m from the ghetto boys
But I don`t know Scarface, I push wit` bill
My heart spills
For the kids that ain`t got nothin` ain`t got it still
And for my, cousin I lost
Humped over the steerin` wheel

[Chorus]

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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: Lloyd Banks - South Side Story Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I done learned from mistakes like who`s my men, and who`s not Like who`s gone run, but who`s not Like who`s gone shoot if you shot Who gone hold it and who`s not Who gone change spots [Chorus] In the streets of New York, you can`t trust nobody Niggaz`ll run up on you with a 12-guage shotty Loyalty comes free, smokin` weed is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here with a body In the streets of New York, You can`t trust nobody Niggaz`ll run up on you with a 12-guage shotty Loyalty comes free, smokin` weed is my hobby You wanna rob me, you gotta leave here with a body [Verse 1] When I was ten years old, I seen a nigga take three in the head Probably around the same time he used to pee in the bed I stayed awake, cause my nightmares was seein` `em dead Smelled the burnt tires peelin` after leavin` him lead The killer fled, with a fuckin` laugh My heart pumpin` on blast I just started at him, slumped in the grass Arms movin`, fingers shakin`, spittin` up blood DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug There I stood, stiffer than wood See homey used to buy me candy Now he`s gone, who gone provide his family? My earring, shoulda been runnin` I never thought I`d be that sick Damn, I wasn`t `posed to see that shit That`s when I thought It was more than three shots He coulda been waitin for me, maybe he circled around the block I turned around at my pops, he like "what happened?" This nigga rolled up and just started clappin` I can still hear him laughin` [Chorus] [Verse 2] It was a regular day in South Side, sprinklers and kids runnin` All of a sudden, head`s turnin`, somebody did somethin` This nigga named, I forgot, fuck it, he lived around the block Regular gettin` money nigga, but loved to clown a lot Walked across the park, stuntin`, frontin` Diamonds in his ear, diamond watch on Eatin` a bag of popcorn Walked up behind a shorty, grabbin` her waist She pushed him away, so he threw the bag in her face She felt disrespected, shorty couldn`t accept it Called him a pussy, told him she`d be back in a second But he din`t pay her no mind Called her a bitch about four times Stayed in the park, wit` no niggaz wit` em and no nine And them in no time, older nigga from behind Swung a baseball bat, left his face all crack Told him "take all that" Hit him again, popped his chain wit` a frown And left the clown, with a stain on the ground [Chorus] [Verse 3] All my days go by blowin` that sticky, icky California made me picky Chicken head tried to stick me wit` a hickey If we, blow up quickly, stickly, somewhere tipsy The location don`t matter, I`m South Side until` they hit me I`ll be DEAD If looks can kill, I`m from the ghetto boys But I don`t know Scarface, I push wit` bill My heart spills For the kids that ain`t got nothin` ain`t got it still And for my, cousin I lost Humped over the steerin` wheel [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни South Side Story: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/9743.html Все тексты песен: Lloyd Banks » Lloyd Banks - Take A Good Look » Lloyd Banks - Warrior » Lloyd Banks - I`m So Fly » Lloyd Banks - Die One Day » Lloyd Banks - Just Another Day » Lloyd Banks - On Fire » Lloyd Banks - Til the End » Lloyd Banks - If You So Gangsta » Lloyd Banks - Playboy » Lloyd Banks - South Side Story Рекомендуем скачать: » Леонид Агутин - Все только для тебя » Ленинград - Собака Баскервилей » Лига Блюза - Ей нужен герой » Любовь Миненкова - Цветы » Лайма Вайкуле - Зеленый берег » Любовные истории - Не забывай обо мне » Лисицын Владимир - НЕ ОТ СУМЫ, НЕ ОТ ТЮРЬМЫ » Любовь Миненкова - Я не смогу летать с тобой » Лилия Третынко - И зёрна дождя прорастают соцветьями зонтиков... » Людмила Зыкина - Я » Любовь Окунева - Жена поэта » Линда - НА КРАЮ » Леонид Сергеев - Свадьба N1 » Любэ - Трамвай-пятерочка » Любовь Хорева - Летучий корабль » Лика - Одинокая луна » Любовь Успенская - Гусарская рулетка » Леша Семенов - Шейк » Леонид Сергеев, Вадим Мищук - Пароход » Любэ С.Безруков - Берёзы
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