Текст (слова) песни: Poison Clan - Livin` in The City

Intro:
Boy it`s some shady times out there goin` on right now.
Man shit be out there you got them real niggas and them
fake niggas then you got them coochie ass niggas who say
they down when they ain`t down. My nigga you better get
yourself together boy `cause this shit real!

Verse 1: JT Money
Where I`m from the M I A M I
Young nigga got on got strong now he`s too fly
`Cause of what he has in his possession
A few keys of coke and some pounds of that cest
And a flurry of hoes
Drop tops, flip-flops, ??????
Now he don`t holler at the fellas
And the homies from `round the way is gettin` jealous
So they sit back and scheme
Strapped with AK`s, Mac10`s and car beams
Now what you think they gon` do?
Sit in front of his crib, and wait for him to come through
So they can touch his ass
But if the nigga try to buck, they gon` bust his ass
+gunshots+ And fill him up with holes
But that`s just how shit goes, when you`re ...

Chorus:
{Livin` in the ci-ty} <I`m bad enough now, and still gettin` worse>
{Livin` in the ci-ty} <`Cause in the city, you live and let die..>
{Livin` in the ci-ty} <I ain`t frontin`>
{Livin` in the ci-ty} <Talk to me quick!>

Verse 2: JT Money
Wake up to the sound of somebody screamin`
Look out my window, some niggas triple-teamin`
A nigga who ain`t from `round the way
And ass-whippin`s the price you gotta pay
For tryin` to play bold
Walkin` through my neighborhood wearin` your gold
Talkin` `bout goin` to a bitch` crib
Now you`re fucked up and stuck with broken ribs
That`s the way it`s gotta be
If I was `round y`all way, y`all gon` front on me!
So I look out for self
If I wanna see a bitch I`ll see her somewhere else!
`Cause hoes be settin` niggas up
And at the same time, gettin` niggas touched
But so a bitch can`t get me,
I`m always packin` that thing with me, `cause I`m ...

Chorus

Verse 3: JT Money
Life in the fast lane should be your last game
You didn`t do it but you still got yo` ass blamed
For a crime you did not commit
Have knowledge of nothin` to do with
But that description fits you, police get you
Ask you questions; no answer, he hits you
Holdin` your jaw? That must be a mistake
Scared to speak and you`re weak as your knees shake
Expressin` anger as you go to jail
Denied a phone call, no chance for bail!
Enraged in a cage as you suffer
Day by day, the wait gets rougher
You never planned on bein` an inmate
Hangin` by a string, waitin` for a court date
You struggle and fight to stay alive
Man is to survive `till court day arrives
Step in the courtroom, beat-up and filthy
Judge takes one look, and then claims you`re guilty!
Head drops. No way to bail out
Like the innocent brothers in the jailhouse
Now you`re lookin` at 5 to 10
Yo, a nigga just can`t win, when you`re ...

Chorus

Outro:
This ain`t no bullshit that I`m feedin` you now, this ain`t no
bait. A nigga ain`t tryin` to reel you in, or nothin`. Y`understand
what I`m sayin`, my nigga? `Cause when you be out here
bullshittin`, y`ass`ll be outta gas. So ya better take
motherfuckin` heed to these words, motherfucker, `cause
it ain`t no bullshit! Y`understand what I`m sayin`, man?
Get my point!

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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: Poison Clan - Livin` in The City Intro: Boy it`s some shady times out there goin` on right now. Man shit be out there you got them real niggas and them fake niggas then you got them coochie ass niggas who say they down when they ain`t down. My nigga you better get yourself together boy `cause this shit real! Verse 1: JT Money Where I`m from the M I A M I Young nigga got on got strong now he`s too fly `Cause of what he has in his possession A few keys of coke and some pounds of that cest And a flurry of hoes Drop tops, flip-flops, ?????? Now he don`t holler at the fellas And the homies from `round the way is gettin` jealous So they sit back and scheme Strapped with AK`s, Mac10`s and car beams Now what you think they gon` do? Sit in front of his crib, and wait for him to come through So they can touch his ass But if the nigga try to buck, they gon` bust his ass +gunshots+ And fill him up with holes But that`s just how shit goes, when you`re ... Chorus: {Livin` in the ci-ty} <I`m bad enough now, and still gettin` worse> {Livin` in the ci-ty} <`Cause in the city, you live and let die..> {Livin` in the ci-ty} <I ain`t frontin`> {Livin` in the ci-ty} <Talk to me quick!> Verse 2: JT Money Wake up to the sound of somebody screamin` Look out my window, some niggas triple-teamin` A nigga who ain`t from `round the way And ass-whippin`s the price you gotta pay For tryin` to play bold Walkin` through my neighborhood wearin` your gold Talkin` `bout goin` to a bitch` crib Now you`re fucked up and stuck with broken ribs That`s the way it`s gotta be If I was `round y`all way, y`all gon` front on me! So I look out for self If I wanna see a bitch I`ll see her somewhere else! `Cause hoes be settin` niggas up And at the same time, gettin` niggas touched But so a bitch can`t get me, I`m always packin` that thing with me, `cause I`m ... Chorus Verse 3: JT Money Life in the fast lane should be your last game You didn`t do it but you still got yo` ass blamed For a crime you did not commit Have knowledge of nothin` to do with But that description fits you, police get you Ask you questions; no answer, he hits you Holdin` your jaw? That must be a mistake Scared to speak and you`re weak as your knees shake Expressin` anger as you go to jail Denied a phone call, no chance for bail! Enraged in a cage as you suffer Day by day, the wait gets rougher You never planned on bein` an inmate Hangin` by a string, waitin` for a court date You struggle and fight to stay alive Man is to survive `till court day arrives Step in the courtroom, beat-up and filthy Judge takes one look, and then claims you`re guilty! Head drops. No way to bail out Like the innocent brothers in the jailhouse Now you`re lookin` at 5 to 10 Yo, a nigga just can`t win, when you`re ... Chorus Outro: This ain`t no bullshit that I`m feedin` you now, this ain`t no bait. A nigga ain`t tryin` to reel you in, or nothin`. Y`understand what I`m sayin`, my nigga? `Cause when you be out here bullshittin`, y`ass`ll be outta gas. So ya better take motherfuckin` heed to these words, motherfucker, `cause it ain`t no bullshit! Y`understand what I`m sayin`, man? Get my point! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Livin` in The City: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/6153.html Все тексты песен: Poison Clan » Poison Clan - All They Good 4 » Poison Clan - In My Nature » Poison Clan - Rough Nigga Gettin` busy » Poison Clan - Game Recognize Game » Poison Clan - Put Shit Pass No Ho » Poison Clan - Dance All Nite » Poison Clan - Dance All Nite » Poison Clan - Action (Mike Fresh Nasty Mix) » Poison Clan - Ho` Stories » Poison Clan - Shake Watcha Mama Gave Ya » Poison Clan - Low Life Muthafuckas » Poison Clan - Jeri Curl » Poison Clan - The Bitch That I Hate » Poison Clan - Inside Edition » Poison Clan - Spoiled Rotten » Poison Clan - City Boy » Poison Clan - Rough Nigga Gettin` Busy » Poison Clan - Jeri Curl » Poison Clan - Inside Edition » Poison Clan - Spoiled Rotten Рекомендуем скачать: » Цветомузыка - Таня Танечка » Цветомузыка - Три аккорда (Как Земфира) » Цыганова Вика - Помянем » Центр, Василий Шумов - Формула один » Цыганова Вика - Тетя Роза » Цветы - Стучат колеса » Цветы - Честно говоря » Цыганова Вика - Пара гнедых » Центр, Василий Шумов - Межгалактический воин » Цыганова Вика - Жизнь моя беспутная » Цыганова Вика - Офицеры » Центр, Василий Шумов - Горизонтальные люди » Цыганова Вика - Вор » Цветы - Мы желаем счастья вам » Цыганова Вика - Холода » Цветомузыка - Зачем тебе » Центр, Василий Шумов - Голографический имидж » Цыганова Вика - Любовь и смерть » Цыганова Вика - Москва » Центр, Василий Шумов - Это самое
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