Текст песни Gangsta Blac - Life`s A Bitch (featuring Cool `B`)
Gangsta Blac - Life`s A Bitch (featuring Cool `B`) слова песни
[Cool `B`]Now first of all I know my story sound wildBut guess what I swear to god I was a mama`s childYou see my mama left me back in 79`I knew it was gods will so I`m done cryinYou see my mama was the one whoBrought me up, taught me upAnd showed me what was good and badNow after her I was raised a bastard childEvery now and then I got to see my fuckin` dadYou see my dad was a wicked and wild manEverytime I saw him he had a fat knot in his headSportin` that ??? but I`m lookin` bummySo didn`t fuckin` understandPrayin` that my dad would step to meI was chillin in TennesseHe was livin in Atlanta, G.Now years rolled on luckly ?unkown?Mad mad face I`m mad as fuck, uh(chorus)x2One thing that I learned that was no lieThat life is a bitch, you pay bills and then you dieSee life`s a bitch so ?clock? G`sSee life`s a bitch so ?clock? G`s young nigga[Cool `B`]Since ?INT? it just wasn`t fair to meI wanted all the luxuriesI`m tired of fuckin` povertyNow what the hell am I supposed to doYou said don`t slang dope, but dope makes my lootI really didnt have a fuckin` friend in the worldSee my grandma tryin` raise 5 boys and 7 girlsAnd them was only grand kids gOne of them was my brother Gangsta Blac, respect seeWork the life it was the streetsand them South Park niggas in Tennesse SPVThat taught this new dog old tricksNew dog old tricks, yo now ain`t that a bitch?You see me and my brother we hung tightFight after fight drinkin` night after nightEnough respect to my niggas like dreKeep ??? fuckin` taylor[Gangsta Blac]Well I`m happy in NovemberWhe month before decemberThe where is and the who wasI really don`t remembergrowin up as a young buckLet me tell you how I came upNo life without no mamaEach night I deal with dramaMy father was a no-showHis where has I want infoFound out ?and lost? my kinfolksMuch love gotta keep it real thoughBeen ballin to nintendoGot niggas through the windowLookin` cause I can`t go outNigga like me knew they was outMy friend they out their ballin??? for who`s callinMy ?teachin`? came from preachinOn sunday`s ain`t no stallin`Dressed up its time for geI know yo eyes be on meCool B and Gangsta baby?Well uh? you made us crazy?They leave all up in stranger?Your face gon grow some angerMy ??? hold me down now.My cousin call me dangerSo now I got the rest hungGo home and count my incomeGB and Wicked Wild ChildMy heart is where this came from[Chorus fades]One thing that I learned that was no lie...