Текст песни C-Loc f Young Bleed - Get Yours, слова песни C-Loc f Young Bleed

Текст песни C-Loc f Young Bleed - Get Yours

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First Verse (C-Loc):Now as in my town, in your town, playas keep it lockedLet us know where the party at Fool, and we`ll rockWithout a doubt, in and out, like that dank on the roadLet`s turn the block, smoke some dope, and I`ll show you the roseI`m makin`, sun shine on a cloudy day, you feel me nigga?Instead of sittin` while I`m whinin` my life away, you haters kill me niggaFrom a spot, well fellas dope sack, last nightSell they soul to make it better than the last timeHustlas doin` like Wally never be freeAnd you makin` million dollar plans without me? Make it the last timeBout my grind, hope to shed this life of crimeYou know my kind, just like you, and fill me up and press rewindI`ll tell you, all them niggas`ll get they time to shineYou get your neck broke or choked for fuckin` round with mineYa heard me??!!Chorus (Young Bleed):Get Yours!Never holdin` up when I get it I split yoursDoin` what`cha wanna my noggin` cuz it`s yoursKeep it on the low til` ya bubble and spit yoursYou heard me?(2x)Second Verse (C-Loc):Now where the work at? I leave the crime scene in a blazeCan you work that? Just broke yesterday, now I`m paidNow it`s curse Black, for fools that fake the funk in my wayDaddy bust back, and leave `em lost in life like a mazeNow feel me flat you gettin` stuck upAnd fools that `sposed to blasted at me, you done fucked upI ain`t trippin` I was quick to put the clip inYou punks better listenNow you started this beef, so put your lip inMuthafucka spit the game above your neck, like a techPicture me, out the frame with them thangs and a vestYou know the restDown and dirty out there eatin` curly friesTired of spendin` my mornings tellin` my Mama don`t worryCuz we gone shine ya heard me?ChorusThird Verse (C-Loc):So don`t get full of that whatever the fuckAnd lose your mind cuz I`ma lose mine and tear this place upNow I`ma tell you, this your chanceTo stop the buckin` cuz you fuckin` with a mad manMuthafucka came from late night to the spot, tryin` to survive in the gameAnd doin` shows coast to coast, sippin` `nac on the planeWhile you do your thang, I`ma do my thang on the grindWhile you rack your brains, I`ma stack change so I can shineLike that flashlight, you know the one the tags whoop you withWhen it`s late night, for tryin` to run and swallow your shitNow I tried to do right, when I got out on the fifthBut I got in tight my playa partna needed a liftWent and drifted in that lost World of playas and thievesThat`s how you flip, in the ghetto when you tryin` to break freeFrom a family tree of hustlas, playas, felons, and thievesWhen they tellin` you they gettin` it yo it`s a dreamAnd here it is ya heard me?Chorus (3x)

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