Текст песни Dj Quik - Safe + sound, слова песни Dj Quik

Текст песни Dj Quik - Safe + sound

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~Static~ "Quik you`re not a gangster we`re not" ~Static~Some beleive in love and some beleive in friendsBut niggaz like me beleive in making endsCause even when your bitch wants to trick aroundYou know the moneys got you safe and soundNow i`m bout to take it back to 84,when I was 14Kickin back in the treesWestside if you pleaseAnd 436 west spruce was the spotWith me Wayne, Mike, Shot, Nookie, Slug, and Rock,Donzelly if ya with me than let that shit kickIf your head aint spinning from dippin all them sticksCause way back in the day they used love a wet baggieScreaming "HORALE ESE" with them laces on a caddyAnd you could`nt denyA hit from that buddah tyeGoing round and round the drivewayNow it`s coming my wayAnd i`m zoned out at a young ageAnd the whole spruce street was my stagePeep now back then I was in the 8th grade steadyBut niggaz my age was getting paid alreadyYeah like that nigga Zam or even young BlueThey made they first million by the age of 22Like Dan from Cedar block him and little MotorJames from Piru street with them bouldersRest in peace little Noopy he did`nt have to bragRollin to the 10 grade in a fint 0 ragWell Goddamn how can I be down?I ask my sister Jack for some help and she told me look around.Nigga they don`t sell dope it sells itselfWhile they kickback and just collect the wealthAnd now i`m thinking ain`t nothing fly about these dirty ass khakisT-shirt dingy, prowings tackieThis could be a way to flip that little funky twenty dollars that I earnedRight then is when I learned that(chorus)Some believe in Jesussome believe in AllahBut niggaz like me believe im making dollarsCause even when yo niggaz wanna be untrueYou know the money`s still good to youYes YesSome believe in love and some believe in friendsBut niggaz like me believe in making endsCause even when yo bitch wants to trick aroundYou know the moneys got you safe and soundPeep I gets a dub on the 1st and 15th for a factSo instead of spending it up I gave my money to JackNow she jump in the regal and said i`ll be right backWhen she came in she put me down with a plastic sackI turned my 40 into 80 and that was my profitI`m keepin my rocks in the house and not in my pocketSister Jackie in the kitchen with some boiling water, baking soda,Fresh powder, baby bottles, making more bouldersChecking a fat grip slanging rocks to tricksDonzelly dippin sticks went and bought um a 6And 500 block peach running thangs ya seeMoving gallon after gallon and key after keyI`m telling you I done seen it allFrom niggaz hitting the sherman and the passout on the wallFrom cluckers wanting a hit so bad they let there panies fallTeeth rotten hair gone,and whole checks get blownBut then i`m still breaking these pebbles like bam bamSaved them, splitting rocks,to the um tic tocI went from wearing khakis to Sergio TecciniWhile my rocks is disappearing like the great WhodiniI bought a gang of clothes, all of my equiptmentAnd getting somthing new with each and every shipmentMoney gets made and money gets spentand how these jealous niggaz acting only makes it evident that(chorus)Some believe in Jesussome believe in AllahBut niggaz like me believe im making dollarsCause even when yo niggaz wanna be untrueYou know the money`s still good to youYes YesSome believe in love and some believe in friendsBut niggaz like me believe in making endsCause even when yo bitch wants to trick aroundYou know the moneys got you safe and soundCheck now in 1988 I moved away to L.A.My niggaz Playa Ham and Gina gave me a place to stayOn my way up from bottom rockBitches starting to jockCause my hair is getting longerAnd games getting strongerTo pull my on weight I went and got me a jobBut by then Ham and Gina really started to squabAbout weather I should go or stayShe told him either he goes or you go we both was on our waySo he moved and took me with him on 2001 Browning,clowning with playas all around me just astoundingMy nigga pimpin Carl got staring with that hair anRolling up and down the street in that rag 7 with DarrenShaby blue feathered as he swervedIn the El Co p-6 park away from the curveBig Jam L.A Mike, Darryl, Nicki on the bikeThat nigga Top, Big Shane, and Tweed rolling up the weedAnd hoes just come and go in and outRevolving door leaving with some nut in they mouthI`m making a living of pimpin so you fools can`t tripCause even though I love God I also love my grip(chorus)Some believe in Jesussome believe in AllahBut niggaz like me believe im making dollarsCause even when yo niggaz wanna be untrueYou know the money`s still good to youYes YesSome believe in love and some believe in friendsBut niggaz like me believe in making endsCause even when yo bitch wants to trick aroundYou know the moneys got you safe and sound(talk box)oooooooooooooo,ooooooooooooooooooo yeahsafe and sound yeahsafe and sound babyooooooooooooooo,ooooooooooooooooooo yeahsafe and sound yeahsafe and soundgotta let you knoooooowgotta let you knoooooowgotta let you knoooooowComptons in the house

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