Текст песни Gambino Family - I`m Bout It soundtrack
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[Lil` Gotti]Now why dey wanna see me dead niggas put prices on my headNow I got two Rottwielers by my bedNiggas afraid to see a Gambino nigga get paidso my life be filled with blood shedlate nights mommas cryin on the bed visulizin me in the gravenow why the fuck it gots to be dis waythese projects got a nigga fucked up in the headgotta stay high to surviveI ain`t gone lie these streets be havin a nigga wanna diebein a breeder gots to stay alive keep close to my 4-5keep my eyes on the prize can`t be victimized by bitch niggas in disguisepretendin to be my thug nigga but all the while my designated killahmy whole life is a thrillahEverything is on the realah nigga I`m all about my skrillafucked up and I kill ya I know you feel the pressure dat a thug goin throughI wanna change but its hard to dowhen all my life I been true 2 da gamepushin cane to represent my family nameain`t a damn thang gone change its the same old sameeverytime I walk out my house these playa haters approachthese niggas get smokedcause lord knows I ain`t ready to gobut when my time comes (but when my time comes) and my blood runsjust blaze the blunt and watch over my sonmake sure dat his days okay dry the tears from his eyewhen dis nigga here die tell em I went to a place high next to a lottell em dat I live my life as a wise guyand floss my ride and bust bitches eyesmaybe dat`s why dey wanna see me deadand put prices over my motherfuckin head[Lil` Gotti]Now why dey wanna see me dead niggas put prices on my headNow I got two Rottwielers by my bed[P`Heno]I think dey after me dey wanna see me dead100 G`s for the slugs dat enter my headbut I ain`t scared though we leavin niggas stankno limit niggas commin bustin in the fuckin tankdem niggas jealous cause my tape in demandwe on the paper chase and I just can`t understandhow these niggas infiltraton findin out about my where aboutsthought you did something kickin in my baby momma houseI know your blood flowin with these evil thoughts of killin mebut I`m like P always think somebodys watchin meother jealous folk got me under survielencewanna murder me and make me number 187but I tell em if dey come dem niggas best come preparedputtin lead between yo heads and I`m leavin it deadcause dis 4th Ward soul ain`t got no time for fools(I guess dat what he sayin but he ain`t pronouncin it right)12 gauge unload now your brain exposedgotta get up out dis game because its gettin to drasticdodgin bullets cause dey wanna make my child a bastardwill I last it or will a nigga just perish insteadthe N.O.P.D. the Feds dey all wanna see me dead