Текст (слова) песни: Master P, Mac, Sons of Funk - Ghetto D

[Master P]

(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)

When i die nigga don`t wanna go to hell though
I been out here hustling trying to get dough
Got da game in my vein won`t change
little homies on the street know my name
its the M-A-S to tha R-P
A young nigga tryin live in these ghetto streets
would I die, would I roll, would i retire young,
would a nigga get paid be the out come
its strictly for the G`s so a nigga ball
thankin mama goddamn don`t let your baby fall
i`m out here tryin to make me a little change
stuck in this muthafuckin dope game
would i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes
would a young nigga see P on the news
I done seen rappers get their fuckin cap peeled
say its mafia damn what a bad deal
so the game get hectic so i wanna cheat
grab my gat kill off my enemies
I`d do fair time nigga but fuck that
I`d rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat
cuz I ain`t goin less I take two niggas wit me
niggas want P they better come and get me
I ain`t hard to find it ain`t a rhyme
its gonna either be your soul or mine

(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)

Niggas Die to make covers of magazines
I`d rather be unknown then dead and famous with green
The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets
I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain`t me
Not fearing death, just not ready yet
two stones to my brother, may his soul rest
retaliation is a must fool (huh)
some niggas don`t play by no fucking rules
in this game get so deep so we gotta ride
Mama don`t trip, don`t even cry
when its my time to go then I gotta leave
but while I`m here I`m gonna drink henicy and smoke weed
is there a heaven for a gansta niggas callin
trying figure out if they up there ballin
My young niggas getting paid left da earth
goddamn six feet now he`s in da dirt
church bells rangin hoes sangin
my nigga`s up there for gang bangin
slangin dope, pushin cocalies
got me stressin down on my knees
its a risky life wit a fast pace
but where soliders go when they get took away

(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X)

[Sons of Funk]

I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying
Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven
will I see my friends or will i go to hell
only time will tell

[Mac]

Head first in this world with my eyes impeel
unaware that these niggaz on tha streets is real
will i survive or will the cold streets shake me
will them niggas break me before the lord take me out
this son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come
trapped in a double face not a place to run
get the gun and buck it let`em know I ain`t the one to fuck wit
I stuck with this rough shit
screaming tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace
and now they tryin make waste of my face
but I`m strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred
i couldn`t be the next rapper faced with waste
cemetary gates all black suits and limos
family tears and flowers no more shows and videos
after parties hoes come to a cease
young thug caught one slug rest in peace

(Ughhhhh)
(Only time will tell nigga
when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)

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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: Master P, Mac, Sons of Funk - Ghetto D [Master P] (Only time will tell nigga when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X) When i die nigga don`t wanna go to hell though I been out here hustling trying to get dough Got da game in my vein won`t change little homies on the street know my name its the M-A-S to tha R-P A young nigga tryin live in these ghetto streets would I die, would I roll, would i retire young, would a nigga get paid be the out come its strictly for the G`s so a nigga ball thankin mama goddamn don`t let your baby fall i`m out here tryin to make me a little change stuck in this muthafuckin dope game would i lose tryin to keep my fuckin shoes would a young nigga see P on the news I done seen rappers get their fuckin cap peeled say its mafia damn what a bad deal so the game get hectic so i wanna cheat grab my gat kill off my enemies I`d do fair time nigga but fuck that I`d rather sleep, split a wig with my crome gat cuz I ain`t goin less I take two niggas wit me niggas want P they better come and get me I ain`t hard to find it ain`t a rhyme its gonna either be your soul or mine (Only time will tell nigga when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X) Niggas Die to make covers of magazines I`d rather be unknown then dead and famous with green The black hearse roll through da ghetto streets I made the sign of da cross, glad it ain`t me Not fearing death, just not ready yet two stones to my brother, may his soul rest retaliation is a must fool (huh) some niggas don`t play by no fucking rules in this game get so deep so we gotta ride Mama don`t trip, don`t even cry when its my time to go then I gotta leave but while I`m here I`m gonna drink henicy and smoke weed is there a heaven for a gansta niggas callin trying figure out if they up there ballin My young niggas getting paid left da earth goddamn six feet now he`s in da dirt church bells rangin hoes sangin my nigga`s up there for gang bangin slangin dope, pushin cocalies got me stressin down on my knees its a risky life wit a fast pace but where soliders go when they get took away (Only time will tell nigga when we die go to heaven or hell nigga)(4X) [Sons of Funk] I seen angels crying so many soldiers dying Tell me when will it end will I get to heaven will I see my friends or will i go to hell only time will tell [Mac] Head first in this world with my eyes impeel unaware that these niggaz on tha streets is real will i survive or will the cold streets shake me will them niggas break me before the lord take me out this son of a bitch I never want it never asked to come trapped in a double face not a place to run get the gun and buck it let`em know I ain`t the one to fuck wit I stuck with this rough shit screaming tell god to make space them niggas killed my ace and now they tryin make waste of my face but I`m strapped up and only fifteen full of hatred i couldn`t be the next rapper faced with waste cemetary gates all black suits and limos family tears and flowers no more shows and videos after parties hoes come to a cease young thug caught one slug rest in peace (Ughhhhh) (Only time will tell nigga when we die go to heaven or hell nigga) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Ghetto D: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14885.html Все тексты песен: Master P, Mac, Sons of Funk » Master P, Mac, Sons of Funk - Ghetto D » Master P, Mac, Sons of Funk - Only Time Will Tell Рекомендуем скачать: » Голубые береты - Братан » Геннадий Васильев - Лисья бухта » Геннадий Жуков - Вот этот город... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Вечная весна » Геннадий Сергиенко - Анализ » Гиви Чрелашвили - Последний лист » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Поздно » Геннадий Васильев - Трудно быть » Григорий Гладков - Закрою глаза и увижу... » Геннадий Васильев - Дальневосточная-1 » Глюк`oza - Снег идёт » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Про любовь » Геннадий Жуков - Ночь. Гостиница в ночи » Гарик Кричевский - Львовский дождь » Григорий Слободянюк - Сцены из жизни времен Б.Пастернака » Григорий Дикштейн - Новогодняя » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Зоопарк » Гайк Мкртчян - Будут реки уносить воду... » Григорий Дикштейн - Если косы дождей » Георгий Васильев - Сентиментальный романс Посвящение моему холодильнику
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