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Текст песни Fat Joe - Loyalty

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[Intro: Fat Joe]Ollie ollie oxen free!Like one, two, threeRed light, green light, one, two, threeYo I pop six boxes, play some scalezesPitch the ball I`ma smack that shitYeah, ohhhhhh, going.. goingYeah yeah what up son?Yo I got this twenty two nigga play me like..Nah, I ain`t got no bulletsYeah yeah yeah yeah Top two for five, three for five, we rollin! [Fat Joe]Now I`m in too deep Only sixteen already hold a name in the streetMakin the fifth scream, rockin older niggas to sleepMake a fiend strip naked cuz he owed for a weekNow the Squad`s getting recognized, supplyin connects with piesPumpin pounds of weight, nigga like exerciseJoe been over quarter five dope and homicideLong before Charlie got knocked, until Madonna diedYoung and not givin a fuck There ain`t a nigga I ain`t hit when I buck and left `em shit outta luckI`ma gangsta like my daddy was, hittin number spotsSendin me to my room while he was puffin potStill I use to peak from the door, couldn`t believe what I sawStacks of money on the bed and the floorIt wasn`t long til I did what he didI was an innocent kid and got exposed to the life that he livedI went from grams into O`s, pounds to bricksOn the strip pimpin hoes on some goldie shitI`ma gangsta by destiny, OG`s selected meI earned my spot, my whole team elected me [Chorus: children singing]Gangsta, gangstaI wanna be a gangstaMy daddy was a gangstaGangsta, gangstaI wanna be a gangstaMy daddy was a gangsta [Fat Joe]Yeah, unh, yo, unh Here goes this chick doing ten in the bingBut `less we rhyme time we see her do it againShe started out fuckin dudes that resembled her fatherMom knew shoulda schooled her but the bitch didn`t botherYou couldn`t blame her cuz she got it from herShe was a rider from jump, her pop`s died in the hands of a chumpNow she`s mad at the world, no more daddy`s little girlNow she`s rockin bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girlNow she be runnin wit some scramblers that be down in AlabamaPackin twin hammers, screamin "Life doesn`t matter"It`s a vicious cycle, her game is pretending to like youThinkin you getting head but she`s just duckin so they can snipe youMovin from state to state, runnin everything from guns to trainsand pushing packs from eight to eightYou know I can`t say her name but she was a lookerPretty thing, such a shame how this life has took herNow she`s raising hell in the cell, no more his are holleringYou might suffer the same fate if you repeat the following..Sell drugs, use drugs, get caught up in the mixEnd up locked up or dead in a casket, that`s it [Chorus]

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