Текст песни Cormega f Lil Wayne - Who Can I Trust?
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[Cormega]Yo, I write rhymes, for niggas at night timeConsider your life mineWhether you pumpin 5 packs or 5 dimesMy time I`m livin` it, my persona eminentReal niggas don`t keep beef we finish itNo retreat, no surrenderinNo rockin me to sleepI keep the heat up in my premisesA whole different level of rhyme several of myCompetitors try comin better than mineVerbally I`m way ahead of my time, MegaImmortalized through wordsSon I`m livin off the time you servedStay focused, keep a eye open for straight vulturesEverybody gotta go, everydays a day closerI`m soakin in my sofa, Reminiscin Tony coked upLife is fucked up, even when you blow up[Chorus: repeat 2X]Lil Wayne: Who can ya trust?Mega: Only a few and my nine will bustLil Wayne: What do you lust?Mega: The money and the power niggaLil Wayne: Who you respect?Mega: All my niggas that`s no longer with usand all the drug king pins who showed us how ta get up[Cormega]Who`s the nicest nigga spittin a trife shitGhetto drama, Sagas for niggas with enditements, flippin white shitScreamin fuck the fedsSqueezing ya heat at police till your cuffed to your hospital bedThug general, write rhymes for criminals to listen toIf you aint real, my shit aint even meant for youMy pen stain the paper like bloodMy mind is like a nine and my rhyme is like a slugBefore I snitch like a bitch, I`d rather die like a thugIf they arraign me for bangin I throw my sign up at the judge, I`m almightyDefy me, feel the 44 beside meRed light to guide me to your vital pointWith my heat I anoint you a second from deathMy only regret, is that I emptied out my whole clip in your soul BIATCH[Chorus][Cormega]To my thugs, its unconditional love I`m givin youI`ve been out the motha fuckin system tooHunger pains when I was younger made me ready 2 faceConsequences of life the streets fed meReady rock chop the pumped I bought my high top dunksAnd crack fiends only a baby nah, hold upThe sense of shit I just made up in the rhyme this is the realnessIn a reflection of a sinner I spitYo feel this, my name alone had me maintainin a phoneOn a come through not to mention the banger I holdAint nothing new why would I front for youI`m a felony offender, you showin your jealousy nigga[Chorus]