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Текст песни Guru f Don Parmazhane, Tef - O.G. Talk

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[Hook: Guru] - 2XUsed to run with the older dudesThat`s how I know the rulesNotice how these fools talk gats but can`t hold the toolWhat I know is true, I do what I`m supposed to doOpen you, you kids ain`t sposed to speak till ya spoken to[Tef]Tell me what the fuck a hood do to make a young buck get dumbstruckBy the sight and the sound when the gun bustNigga tell me how to, fuck I know the smell of gunpowderSo well that when the shell spits sniffin it`ll rouse yaWhy you send me like this to live a life with such maliceIn the streets bound by the vows of marriageTo the game, I`m a hustlerShellshocked from lettin the shells pop from the mufflerGet knocked, get bailed, with the bell heart just to touch yaFuck ya, I done paid all my dues in spadesand know the tools of the tradeNigga fuck the police, I done spent life up in the streetsAin`t got plans for comin up in this peiceTo give a nigga, every side of my struggleTo show y`all mothafuckas all the real ill shit they put a thug throughAnd they wonder why I let my pants hang, fuck with hoodratsCheap nigga and won`t give up a God-damn thang[Hook: Guru] - 2X[Guru]I sat by the door, but never call me a spoofGo head and, call on ya troops, we`ll have you callin a truceI got here on pure guts, carve diamonds with pure cutsStill the king of underground, you toilet tissue, pure buttAnd just incase you wanna spread rumorsMe and Tef`ll give you lead to the head tumorsUsed to rock blue and red PumasI went to Farrakhan speak when I was 12 years oldHe said, "Create your own job, know yourself, don`t fold"My uncle Clarence, rest in peace and do your musicFor Giovanni, rest in peace, I hear guns in the BuickBig Shug told me, "Boy you know we got talent"I was always wylin, still iller than the most violentFrom O.G. pimps, businessmen, to jazz niggazI learned how to, think past niggaz, and how to outclass niggazYour buggin dukes, yeah I know you got thug in youAnd I got love for you, but all that shit ain`t nothin new[Hook: Guru] - 2X[Don Parmazhane]This can only get old, swear to God I was born in the ghettoWhere fiends fight all night, dogs bite like pedalBeen on the streets and yo, I shoulda worked the hustle then leftTwenty years old, 100 G`s on the setTell me how long, must I take this struggleAll I know is to hustle, livin in this never-endin struggleWhy, problem after problem, cope with one half then doublesBlast with hot glocks and whoop nigga`z ass with knucklesFuck the hard times, protect the jewels that the dog minedNiggaz get stupid, so my nines stay cocked at all timesGoing to court, for assault with the chrome nineYou "bout it?" Now you in jail, you bout to hold mineFeel like I been to Hell four timesFightin with the mothafuckin demon, I can`t see him cuz I`m so blindHe spoke to me, in a voice that was so calmSaid I was dead already, killed by my own kind[Hook: Guru] - 2X

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