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Текст песни Cream - Down & Out

Cream - Down & Out слова песни

Chorus: repeat 2XNobody want`cha when you`re down and outDown and outYou got to keep on, treatin` me the way you do[First Verse]What`s up with game, homie? I never saw you beforeYou got`z to be ridin` with them haters that be jockin` my flowYou say you always been down, but I never see you aroundYou was my friend in the beginning, but then you left when I was ass outNow what`s up on your block?You supposed to be down when you say you downBut you weren`t down then, what make me think you down now?Wanna be ridin` right beside me cuz them girls on my jockBut you never wanna mess with me when I was choppin` up them rocksI never did see your face, you never would put me up in your carAsked you to take me to the store, you told me that was too farBut now I`m ridin` through your hood, makin` that mo money moSmokin` indo behind my tented windowAnd now I got my eyes closed when I be passin` you suckas byNo I wouldn`t scoop you up and wouldn`t address you if I triedGot some real soldiers with me, cuz you suckas tryin` to get meAin`t no shame in my game, plus my trigga finger itchYou can die, die, die over yay, yay, yayWhen Cream step on the scene, that better be all you have to sayDon`t play, you wanna get mad, cuz you thought I wasn`t gone make itBut I done flipped it up and zipped it up, so suck it up and take itDon`t fake itChorus (2x)[Second Verse]Real is the only way to keep it, when you on the city streetsWatch your back for them jackers and keep your eye on your enemiesCuz the side that we livin` in, you never know who`s your friendYour friend could be cool, and leave you dead in a blood poolNo rules to this game, or at least they all have been brokenMy nigga got kicked over by a bitch, died with his eyes wide openFor shit like that gotta keep it strong and keep it loyal on your sideI wonder WHY, so many niggas I had, died of homicideReflect my life, bustin` too much for a young niggaHangin` tough, and keepin` myself in the game to make myself biggerAnd thinkin` with this life, we can be down for the poundOnly time I got declined, so you know I be holdin` it downNigga if I`m a million years old, I`d still be dealin` with fakes and them phoniesWhen I was down and out, the fakest ones are the ones who turned on meSo for them fakers fuck the rollin` show them slugsShowin` `em, bust your loveMan I`m about to light this bud and hold it down for all them thugsChorus (3x)