Текст песни Big Tymers f Lil` Wayne - Nigga Couldn`t Know
Big Tymers f Lil` Wayne - Nigga Couldn`t Know слова песни
[Lil` Wayne]Big Tymers, nigga (Big Tymers, nigga)I got that work, nigga (I got that work, nigga)Look, look, listen:This is where them niggas die fastSell bricks and buy bagsThey dodge class to hit the block and go find cashIf you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast`Cause, my man, ain`t no escapin` when shots blastYou wonder why the cops keep circlin`Niggas murderin`I ain`t never saw `em beforeTonight we twurkin` `emNiggas wearin` masks like glassesNiggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classicsPants to my knees `cause the glock make it slouchI can`t talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouthAnd, wodie, when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it`s winterAnd if a nigga whisper, pistols eat him up for dinnerSeventeen representer - you don`t like it, do somethin`And I`ll bet you`ll see a nigga outside `bout two-somethin`And we like to dress in all black up in my residenceAin`t got on no suits `cause we ain`t tryin` to be presidents(Hook - 2x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks Make `em get on the floor[Baby]Nigga wakin` up to alley cats and ratsProject bitches that tote gatsNiggas kickin` the dope, but the crack done smack backLil` niggas runnin` through the hallwaysWhile other niggas playin` ball - made a court in the drivewayThings ain`t the same where I use to playIt`s guns and broadsNew cars, neighborhood superstarsAnd hoes smokin` cigarsLil` ones sittin` on the carWatchin` the bus hollerin`,"Them people comin!" when that blue car pull upI`m tired of catchin` cuts, and bendin` cornersI got that work - got youngsters on all four cornersYou got the quarters, and you got them halvesI got the quarter ki`s, and Fresh got the slabsTen a ki is the price if you want a brickAnd if you don`t know that, nigga - tax the bitch(Hook - 2x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks Make `em get on the floor[Baby] For sure, wodie[Mannie Fresh]It`s the return of the click-clackin`Downtown pistol packin`Y`all remember me from back in the `89 eraWhen killers use to wear mascaraAnd run through the court causin` terrorRandom riot gunshotsGovernment-issued glocksThat`s bakin` soda added with that odor - now you got clatch potsNiggas went from (?) to frozen cupsTo catchin` cuts, to big ole nutsShorty, I been on missionsJackin` niggas for Balley competitionsStickin` guns in bustas` backsEverybody, come out your Polos and your ZodiacsBut that was back in the daysSee, niggas done changed they waysWent from snug-nose-38`s to hand grenadesNow it`s a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed atOr fussed atNine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, niggas can trust that(Hook - 4x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])[Wayne] Nigga, we done sold more coke[Baby] than a nigga could know[Wayne] More money, more cars[Baby] than a nigga could show[Wayne] More ice - cheap price[Baby] than a nigga could score[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks Make `em get on the floor[Baby] For sure, lil` one[Wayne] What![Baby {talking}]Y`all got to understandWe got this shit on lock, wodieIf you ain`t makin` money you ain`t doin` what you suppose toI understand niggas kickin` in doors for twenty-inch momo`sWhatever it take, lil` daddyAnd it don`t matterIf I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take minesIf you get caught up, you better believe it..that that iron gon` get your mind right, dogWe hustlin` for sure, faBling-blingin` without a doubtLike new cars, and pretty broadsAnd neighborhood superstarsMoneyBitchesRags to riches