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Текст песни Cormega f Dona, Miz - Intro

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[Intro: sample]Pardon me brotherAs you stand in your gloryI know you won`t mindIf I tell the whole story[Cormega]I had the streets waitingLike a drought, my niggaz be patientMy daughter was recently born, I took a brief hiatusThen Ty died, then I fell into a deep oasisOthers sparred, which reappeared, when Spree` was tradedLove is love, even with people hatinggNiggaz be slingin` daily, with no hope, expect for beatin` casesI frequent places, where single mothers, are teens with babiesAnd fatherless homes are common as police who hate usFor the color of our skin, or the v`s we came inRockin` these beats, doin` those sneakers, my scheme be plannin`Since I came with The Realness, I been labeled the illestDealer, M.C., leavin` people amazed with my lyricsWe don`t need you to feel us, just recognizeWe in the building, with heaters concealedBurnin` our name in the ceiling, Legal Hustle, nigga*beat change*[Dona]My hood divided, I don`t fuck with the niggaz from the other sideMy homies drop it, like fliesPainful timems have a nigga livin` recklessAll I expected was to see another dayTake my momma out the pj`s, it got`s to be another wayThey pumpin` on my chest, and I`m screamin`I stop breathing, my love one`s leavingMoney never went to those that really need itBrownsville, Bed-Stuy and Fort Green andThe whole Eastside`s sayin` `fuck the police`On the mic, I`m a beastThe church tried to critize me for my disbeliefMentally I`m at war, I`mma smorse` it allTrials and tribulations, false accusationsOf me, being in deep, we`ll shit, they rob me, nigga[Miz]Stay on a mission, checkin` my trigger, you niggaz figureThinkin` for some reason, this ruger won`t make your body shiverBut I`mma let you know, from the startI was born at this game, now it`s a shame to seen it torn apartMoms cryin`, never knew what son had beefKissin` his cheeks, and a heart`s feelin` nothin` but griefReceivin` reefs, placin` him at his feetIt`s kinda fucked up, to see things happenin` in the streetsNine-three it was ill in my townYou either buck now, or lay down, or let a nigga feel your poundThat`s how it be up in the streetsMoney hungry bitches is bigger, notedBut to just let them live, I`m for this eatAnd I`mma tell you about niggaz with moneySorry to say but us blacks be actin` real funnyThat`s why I deaded Moe on the eighthBecause every time we drama, he always end up coming lateNowadays niggaz get snaked for being fakeAirin` cats out, and takin` trips out of stateThat`s how it be up in the city, where niggaz act shittyGettin` shift and pretty, I`m trynna hold like BiggieYou niggaz with me, against me, don`t` try to stick mePlayin` both sides, I`m bustin` you until I`m emptyLegal Hustle, nigga..

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