Текст песни Ja Rule - Things Gon Change
Ja Rule - Things Gon Change слова песни
Текст песни Ja Rule - Things Gon Change
[Verse 1: Ja Rule]First off fuck the snitch and that unit he claimFuck Dre partial, and EminemPlus the world heard it before, they tired of themAnd they waiting for that thug shit from Rule' againAnd Proof can bomb Proof your hummer thenPut a vest on yourself and your child-ren( )Teacher be scared of death of them muderin'Niggaz that like to put holes through chins'In case y'all don't know about my savagesThey'll kidnap you kid, throw em over the bridgeGot em'reminiscing to N-O-T-O-R-I-O-U-Swho just lay down slowI blaze out in the six while letting the fifth goI think "Big" as if I was wanted on deathrowWe tha world famous, murder inc we infamousFo' making bangers, and bangin' hammers shit[Chorus - Ja Rule And Black Child][Ja] Thing's Gon' Change[Black] I ain't gonna lie when the heat wave high everbody gotta die[Ja] Thing's Gon' Change[Black] You better believe it, we stoppin' niggaz from breathin, poppin niggaz then leavin'[Ja] Thing's Gon' Change[Black] One way or another, we gangsta's from the gutta, we'll shoot ya then cut cha'[Ja] Thing's Gon' Change[Black] Ja, you ain't never lie when the heat wave high everybody gotta die[Verse 2: Black Child]As I sit back relax, cuttin' crack loadin' gatsI think about these sexy rappers that I wanna clapI'll probably go to jail fo' sending "50" to hellIf I lay Banks down Yayo gonna tellFatal' will help him write his raps in brailleBlack Child is black-mail, Rule is crack sales"IG" nigga the boss of all bossesMaking money off a music, murder, and tortureWho got what it cost for a coffinNigga you a dead man walking, this is extortionWe organized crime everybody's cryingWhile all of ya'll dying when the iron starts flyin'Down the public, wanna polly about peaceWell fuck peace cause this nigga half policeAnd Black child is half man half beastAnd I'm a give all ya'll niggaz a half a clip a piece[Chorus][Verse 3: Young Merc]It's time to address the publicniggaz is frontin like when we see them we ain't dumpin'Shot's tryin lay something down, homie it's nothin'When you dealin' with real gangstasthat a pop and erase ya, my dog's ain't playin manWhenever we see you we leaving you thereAnd ain't no aftermath when our shot's flareNigga we get it poppin' bang like crip's and blood'sAnd ain't shit changeI still keep a bandana and pack gun's nigga[Verse 4: D.O. Cannons]You better watch you mouth, fo' I rip yo face offAnd everybody you with gonna jet the fuck offYou's ain't gansta, you sweet as ducksauceD' plays no games, pop the fuck offO' you want war, everybody gonna get clipped the fuck offeverybody know you block is buzzed offWe got big ball's, pay off ten fo' walk with the fifth ballBangin on Crenshaw[Chorus X2][Talk:Blackchild]50 Cent is that what this is all about? 2 Punk Ass Mothafucker