Текст песни Jay-Z f Memphis Bleek and amp; Sauce Mon - The Player`s Club Sdtk
Jay-Z f Memphis Bleek and amp; Sauce Mon - The Player`s Club Sdtk слова песни
[Jay-Z]...back again & back againI went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back againAs a youth I used to hold the weed upold heads said I thought more like a soldier than a leaderin order to succeed I had to slow my speed updidn`t listen to stuff took another puff of the chievathey said believe us or not trust is somethin` you earnwith every mistake you make back to us you returnprobably would go Hollywood I thought he was jokin`My first taste of fame I hit the first thing smokin`All engulfed into honeys the pussy was tightif she threw the pussy right I got mushy likeDamn baby I love you take all my cash"You ain`t got to lie Jay," you already gettin` the assShe loved that I was a thug it turned her onsoon as I got soft it turned her offI got relaxed put my feet up start dissin` my friends& that`s when the ceiling fell inI went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back againI went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back againI came through with the shineslike the streets was blinddidn`t master my Algebra no caliberStick me? I was thinkin` how & for whatbut reality bites like a thousand muttsNothin` worse than the person that`s foul with gutsto stick you quicker...[Bleek]This brand new niggayup this is the foulest this ain`t HollywoodIt`s the Wild West whoever guns is the loudestthat`s who`s the best now take ten steps & drawwho dope can take ten steps & remain rawWho has no regards for the law?Me that`s who now let me ask youDid you not know if we all don`t eatsome day that we all would beef?Did you know about the crabs in the barrowthey would hear me creepit`s a muthafuckin` war in these streetsI`m from the ghetto to the ghetto& I`m back again I`m back againI`m from the ghetto to the ghetto& I`m back again I`m back again[Jay-Z]...from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back again...from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back again[Sauce]As a youth I used to fold upold heads said I thought more like a leader than a soldierBack in the days never no heat thought shit was coolgood cat personified even went to schoollearned wild shit made me feel kinda liveoff of nothin` with this bullshit 9 to 5I stayed broke made me easier to provokeready to yoke the first muthafucka that jokedSame dude with the hard bottomwent from laid back to locced outfrom talk it over to t...I shot himReady to perish all the shit you cherishleave you the wettest I got a "You die first," fetishI can recall helpin` old chicks across the streetnow I help myself liftin` cats off they feetCan`t give a fuck nigga I just lost my momswhy I need to feel something steel in both my armsI went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back againI went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again & back again[Bleek]I`m from the ghetto to the ghetto& I`m back again I`m back againI`m from the ghetto to the ghetto& I`m back again I`m back again[Jay-Z]I went from Marcy to Hollywood& back again back again...from Marcy to Hollywood& back again back againUh huh uh geah since y`all niggas don`t like to think.