Текст песни Jim Jones - Around My Way
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[Chorus] (Jim Jones)Around my wayyyyy (Ok this ya boy Jones aka Capo Status)Around my wayyyyy (I`m about to take you through my way you know theprojects and all that, I`m from Harlem ya`ll)Where the corners filled with sorrow (But I think ummm..)All the streets are filled with pain(every hood, every ghetto, every gutter, that`s my way, you dig)Around my wayyyyy (I love it like that, straight like that, Eastside)[Verse 1: Jim Jones]Around my way is where this road started (Harlem!)This little wild motherfucker grew up cold-hearted, rolled the hardest (yeah!)And I was runnin` all through the projects (Taff)Till I got caught up on some bogus chargesbrought up learnin` loadin` cartridge (lock and load)This little drama had dreamsI used to run on the scene, gun in between stomach and jeans (jack move jack)Its only by the good of God, that we make it past 25 on my boulevard (and we still here)Hmmm and Lord knows my hood is hardFuck around you could barred caught up on a gooder charge (that coke!)I fell in love with the sound of the blicker-blast (bldddddat!)I roll around in this town where these niggaz mad (Eastside!)Wit` shifty plans, it gets me manHow they try to get a kilo out of 15 gramDamn, damn I mean some say we trippin` (why)Cause we rather stand on corners get our dollars of pitchin (that`s right)[Chorus] (Jim Jones)Around my wayyyyy (It`s do or die, hope my niggaz`ll ride It`s do or die, hope my niggaz survive)Around my wayyyyy (It`s do or die, hope my niggaz`ll ride It`s do or die, hope my niggaz survive)All the corners filled with sorrow (yea)All the streets are filled with painAround my wayyyyy (Harlem) (Hope my niggaz`ll ride, it`s do or die hope my niggaz survive)[Verse 2: Jim Jones]By my way, these niggaz livin` for the foul play (they greasy)Brothers gunnin`, babies runnin` this where the childs play (watch `em)Puffin` grass, cuttin class, jus` tryin` play my part (straight g`s)Bustin` Mags, dust and cash, jus` tryin` to play my mark (that money)Starvin` nights, startin` fights, jus` like a trouble-maker (what`s poppin`!)Through the nights, blue and whites, hope they don`t cuff and take us(fuck the police!)Pourin` liquor, for my niggaz, the ones that`s dead and gone (R.I.P.!)Loadin` triggers, holdin` blickers, so we can get iton (Blllldddddddaaaat!)Yeah, he we go buggin` outI mean some are blooded-inBut there ain`t no bloodin`-outI`m on that same bullshit my big buzzings is aboutHomocide, drive-by, loaded clips and spit `em outGot birds for money, on the curb we hungryAnd I promise that my way is like a 3rd world country (fuck it!)We doomed for the cage (yeah!)I never let go of my ghetto, still shoot through my wayAround my way[Chorus][Verse 3: Jim Jones]I got some people, about my casaleoTe matan, tu madre like "Ay bendito" (dito!)No hable ingles, but they fuma llerbitaMove with them heaters, in tune with my medas (demelo!)And to my goons and negritasShout to my nigga El LoboWho get in rojo and spit and the popo (que pasol!)Over bricks with them lobosThe kid `ill go loco and grip up the .44 and spit it like uh-oh (hey pato)Along the way, I`m scoopin` games in this manly fashion (that`s right)And by the way, I`m movin` caine while I`m blammer-blastin (fuck that)When will it change, the restraints to the man harrassin`I gotta say I still love this shitAround my way[Chorus][Outro: Jim Jones overlaping chorus towards the middle]Yeah, this one goes to my wayAll my G`s, all my soldiers`Round my way keep ya head upWe jus` started, we bubblin`Hun-15th and 7thHun-15th and LennoxHun-12th and 5th, the border of 1st AvenueThat`s my wayWhole Westside of HarlemWhole Washington Heights, all my DominicansThey all around my wayYou know, Chi-Town, K-TownThat`s up there by my way, smell meWhole Ohio, Ackren, Colombus, CinncinatiThat`s my wayWhole New Jersey, Newark, them LB`sThat`s my wayShout outs to Patterson (Shags, Lulu)That`s my wayWhole North-Cackalacka, Greensboro, come down thereThat`s my wayCan`t forget Miami, Day-CountyThat`s all around my wayShout outs to Atlanta, down in Bank-Head, my niggaz down there in the TrapThat`s my wayBig shout out to Houston...