Текст песни Geto Boys f DMG - Livin` 4 The Moment
Geto Boys f DMG - Livin` 4 The Moment слова песни
[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a fuckin bumRaggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin fromI want the American Dream like Dusty RollsGot my eyes on paper, fuck these musty hoesFoes die slower than an AIDS patientTo a tombstone my enemies lead chasinThe police wanna see me in an early graveBut I ain`t trippin on em muthafuckin pearly gatesWays to get a nigga `fore he get meAlways keep my `stola with meNever beg for my life if they muthafuckin hit meFace, are you with me? (Hell yeah)The D.E.A. tryin to put me in a jail cell(Hell yeah) But I refuse to be locked up(Hell yeah) Give me a quart of ki rocked up(Hell yeah) Money and murder, that`s my mottoI take my chances in the ghetto, fuck the lotto[ CHORUS: Scarface ]I live my life for the moment, fuck tomorrowStill kill, beg, borrowMoney is powerRocks is powderGlock in trousersBlock is oursSold flourHood soursCrime towersScream louder[ VERSE 2: Scarface ]Bein broke got a muthafucka focused on the wrong thingsLivin illegal, armorin the Regal with gold DanesTwistin muthafuckas up, killin em even quickerNiggas on a suicidal mission to get the scrillaAnybody peeler, I`m still a homicidal killerMob with gorillas, servin the fiends smokin chillersAnd I`m - so high - that I - can touch the skyAbove the fallin rainLet me explain, in these streets no painMurder your partner if he crosses you, nigga, do your thingIt`s a struggle for position in this cold dark worldSurvival of the realest geto boys and girlsSo what you waitin on, get your muthafuckin ranksAnd your muthafuckin bank, serve your muthafuckin HankAnd your dank, I don`t think the sun don`t shineIn 1999 - so grindAin`t no sense in dyin without a dimeListen to the muthafuckin rhymes[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Willie D ]Day dark, walk through the valley of the shadow of deathI fear nothinWe all gotta die of somethinDon`t blame me if I capitalizeGive me the dope and lock me up if I happen to riseDespise any human that ain`t a substance to my lifestylePut me out my mysery, I might smileWhy plan the future when everyday there`s a new opponentI`m livin for the muthafuckin moment, DMG, get on it[ VERSE 4: DMG ]Well I, nigga, I come to rideDown for the SouthsideDrive by your communityI`m doin him, we bombinDroppin on your muthafuckin squadronHeartless, bring these muthafuckas rigor mortisFor the moment, ??? bonin, who want this?Come on and let me know you really, really want itI`m here, now for life, straight up and down, mangler??? strangler, hang you upNiggas get smoked like herbInner cities to suburbsWord em up, fuck em up, tired of bein flatWith nothin but these clothes on my back(No scratch) fuck that with the middle fingerI`m tryin to turn my grass greenerAnd fertilize my pocket size - for the moment[ CHORUS ]