Текст песни King Sun - I Love Her to Death
King Sun - I Love Her to Death слова песни
You know, it`s somethin you girls don`t understand about the fast lifeYou might be a figga`s last wifeAnd one thing about moneyit`s a heart breakerand a widow makerSo you wanna run around with your little drugs and thugsand keep buggin, baby[ VERSE 1 ]She love to be infatuated with the gangland-Street-dwellin felon, judges use to play hangmenOn the low she was a TLC creeperGot her phone disconnected and somehow got a beeperThen she tried to run that `only I got the number``Sun, you don`t believe me?` Call me Stevie cause I WonderWho was beepin honey everytime we was aloneCouldn`t say it was her mother cause Nine-Ex deaded they phoneLet me guess, it was her girlfriend SheilaThe one who makes her living just by trickin different drug dealersDon`t work, with three kids by different brothersGettin welfare subsidized rent, live with her motherIn the projects she runs with the usual suspectsWild figgas who bust Tecs over by ProspectThat`s where the dope is at, always where the cash is atSuckers gettin money showin chickens where they stash is atOnly to impress em and persuade emNot really date em but lay them and then play themI got vexed, but the sex made me wannaWhile I was sleepin she was creepin in a 4-runner[ CHORUS ]I love her to deathBut I can`t kill myselfShe bad for my healthI need somethin elseI love her to deathAnd I ain`t even tryin to kill herBut she be wantin drug dealersAnd 4-wheelersI love her to deathBut I can`t kill myselfShe bad for my healthI need somethin elseI love her to deathAnd I ain`t even tryin to kill herBut she be wantin drug dealers[ VERSE 2 ]Before I knew it, son, her name was bein droppedSome crab who had a heron shop slash barber shopPaid that no mind, but I heard it through the grapevineAnd never woulda thought she would let somebody take mineCoulda have been overreactin for no reasonWhy should I have to stress the bitch to keep that ass from skeezinDollar signs had her wantin to be hookedShe got real sheisty and changed her whole lookI told her if I caught her with whoever then I`m flippin On both her men, huh, she asked me why I`m trippinMaybe cause she was dippin spreadin out on the lowCouldn`t tell her who to hang with or where she could goBefore we used to sex daily, then twice a weekOverhearin in the street, "Yo, his girl became a freak"True, her and Sheila, they be ridin willies` carsGoin clubbin late night, sniffin in after hour barsShe denied it, son, I felt like swinginIt don`t mean she bangin cause she out there hanginBut then again it could, so I`ll be sureDon`t you hate it when you feel somebody`s bonin yours?[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]We started arguin for every little thingOne day we had an argument and honey tried to swingI caught her hand quickly, so she couldn`t hit meThen she started sayin how she breakin up with meI ain`t need the stress, so I let her keep steppinHoney started transportin for loot, carryin weaponsAfter we broke up I would always see her dip Makin out of town trips, niggas sayin that I slipHer drug dealer man flashin grands perpetratinHe know my occupation and don`t want no conversationI always tried to school her, but she was hard-headedI knew she would regret it, her mother even said itHer man showboatin, had a shoot-out with somebodyThey came back on a hush and bust em with the shotiePushed his whole wig back, I seen it and was bugginLayin dead right beside him was that chicken I was lovin[ CHORUS (2X) ]Now we send this piece out to all the young sisters out thereBest thing you can do, baby, is to stay in schoolget yourself a nice job and settle downcause the streets ain`t no place for a womanPeace