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Текст песни Black Rob - Life Story

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* originally on the _Slam_ soundtrack and _Bad Boy`s Greatest Hits_I dare you (Uh, Harlem Underworld)To come against me(Harlem Underworld)I dare you(Black Rob)To defeat me(Watch the whole thing unfold)I dare you(From 100th street)To come for me(To 200th)You won`t win(Manhattan)Nigga`s got me sittin` on the roofEye trained, on scope, blessin` 100 proofHand on toes, `bout to roastSome kids who flash like they assassinsPicked up my dough and b-ked this honey passin`Got the spot on lockTaking flicks around the cornerShe made it where the spot ain`t hotLike a potato, she got five-oh on the payrollThey sniffin` yeyo, I don`t know what to say, yoThere they go in front of the storeDressed in black shitSome like theys are meanerIf they be hustlin` back, we`ll fuck `emCan`t even do one thing, assassinate `emThat`s it, that`s all, soloSingle, no more, no less, stocks rang, yoMoney caught one in his KangolD.O.A. as his man made his run for the doorCaught `em in the `gaitor shoes his girl probably bought `emToo bad, Black ain`t get the chance to extort himCuz Nigga`s like that don`t deserve to liveWord the mythAnd we ain`t got no love to giveFor these drop shots who wanna be downWanna be clowns, the fail onesI like how all that good shit soundsAnd I dare oneI dare you To come against meI dare youTo defeat meI dare youTo conquer meYou won`t winNigga, I sleigh, you pray, kill that ass uptownDump yo` bitch ass back around your wayWhen I`m in one of those moods I can give a fuckI mean cool, run and bungie jump off the fuckin` roofI hear voices calling me, givin` me fitsSinging tonight`s the night Black Rob, let`s write these hitsIn the halls of death, you get left, I`m in the top 10Even Rocky trainer and his wife said you can`t winScream battle, but you never foughtThat`s like me sayin` I got five, never ran a full courtStab the devil in his belly, took his Pelle PelleBlew the spot down and slid straight to the teleI see envious eyes, envious guys, different statesMad we seen `em, different cakeRob me, tear that asshole out of placeCuz in the end I`m the head case you gotta faceAnd I dare oneI dare you To come against meI dare youTo defeat meI dare youTo conquer meYou won`t winIt feels good not to be dealin` with petty cashMe and D-Dot all we seein` now is ready cashAnd ready ass, splash in the JacuzziHoney from the movies, south notch cutieUsed to go to Harrah with D after the homecomin`On my way from KakalakaMe and Merse was gun runningMusta done something all conspicuousEye of the tiger, I know these cats are sick of thisRidiculous sayin` these cats don`t love BlackThis is Bad Boy, I puttin` it where it `posed to be atLemme know where to put your rosary atMy enemies, I let `em get a load of me gatFine, you don`t believe Black real officialPlaya way, get your ma`s cake, and kiss youYou leavin`, wasn`t part of this plan

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