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Текст песни B.G. - He Used To Be My Man

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Oh you gonna be trippin` bout this busta ass nigga [Verse 1]When he was on the streets he used to jack niggasRan around the project toting the mac niggaHe had niggas tip had em breaking him offHe had niggas clearing the block when it got darkNow everybody thought that this nigga was real But anybody holding a gun can kill If niggas was on the block they ran when he cameHe used to walk on the set and rob the dice gameThis nigga was a dog out here in that worldNow he got to the pen and turned the girlHe walking like a bitch this nigga here twistin`The bitch even sittin` down now when he pissin` He hugged up with a man on the wall tongue kissin`He family fucked up they don`t even go visitNow that`s the difference between jail and the streetsWith a gun you a killaWithout it you`re a thrilla[Chorus]When you was on the streets you was a soljaAnd then you got fucked when you went to Angola You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin` offAnd then you showed fear when you got round them big dogs When you was on the streets you was a soljaAnd got turned out when you went to Angola You hit the fucking wall with all that mouthin` offAnd showed your true colors when you got round them big dogs[Verse 2]This nigga used to catch ballas slippin` and jack emThis nigga used to catch bad bitches and mack emHe used to serve niggas work out of town and tax emHe used to take his walk up on niggas and wack emThis nigga here name used to carry weight Nigga passed with they head down couldn`t look in his face This nigga used to act a fool with a 4 4Now he in the pen getting` shot in his go goI had a feeling without that strap he was a hoe Now it came out he done got that lifetime joeDamn that`s somethin` niggas is a tripThey don`t open they lip if they ain`t got a full clipShit never changed doing the same thangOn the streets ya bout itIn that place you`re a jing-a-lingWith a gat you a man nowadays your with out it You needed to be bout itCause you soft than soap powder[Chorus][Verse 3]When you walking up the street with that heat ya creepin`When you walking down the walk that pink ya sweppin`When ya standin` over a nigga with that k you a dogWhen you getting` that dick from the back you`re a broad you was a man puttin` niggas under white sheetsnow that g-string up your ass you the beauty of the week nigga told ya that out that here doing that crimetake it like a man you get popped then you get that time you sayin` that you cool and you can handle it before you got upstate you barely ate in the parish you ain`t got a gun now ain`t even got a knife You had two charges whodi fuck a fightYou can`t take a ass whooping ya weaker than weak Now ya getting your ass rubbed down with greaseYou`re a clown nobody feels sorry on the blockYa got get it how ya live in that cell block[Chorus]When you was on the streets you was a soljaAnd then..

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