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Текст песни Mathematics f Eyes Low, Poppa Don - Queens Day `88

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[Intro: Poppa Don]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahHuh, uh.. yeah yeah, New York! Uh, uh[Chorus: Poppa Don]Even if the world got it for meYou`re the one thing, I still love, yeahAs long as you loving me togetherWe gonna make this money rightNigga, listen to your heart[Eyes Low]Aiyo, dear Mr. President, tell me what to doThese niggas actin` up in the hoodSo I gotta, strap it up in the hoodWhen I`m sellin`, with the crewJust another thug, on my way to catch and sellingNumber 2, dealing is a team sportBut too many hands in the pot, cut a little nigga`s dreams shortAnd I ain`t try`nna get my dreams caughtCuz every six months my moms end up crying in Supreme courtIt gotta be some better ways, keepin` my head upCuz even Pop told me the`ll be better daysQueens, where the weapons blazePores pour, war is war, I`m self made and ghetto raisedStill I need a place to get awayFrom all this drama and commotion, I`m sucked with all this ganjaAnd I`m smokin`, uh, one day, I`ma shineBut for now, it`s one day at a time, let the chorus rock[Chorus][Poppa Don]Sometimes we`ll listen to othersAnd I can be wrong...Put a little love in bit of candyWe gonna climb high, higher than a mountainBut as long as it be all easyAnd there`s nothing we can doOh... yo, the first time, we clickedI knew it was forever, oh oh oh[Eyes Low]Yo, now it`s hard for me on this nine to fiveFrom hustler to working man, I`m like a whole different person, manWho`d ever think I`d be this kind of guy?Taking orders ain`t good for my pride, I need a wood to get highLost chicks, once stood by my sideShe a down individual, around, when it`s criticalAnd if I make it, she gonna get took for a rideSee me going hard now, but gon` lounge in a minuteThough I`m sick of living pitiful, tasting all these losesTracin` up divorces, that get raises in the officeMad cuz I got a Lex, racing with their porschesOnly twenty two, and they hate me cuz I`m flossin`Friends get upset, I don`t hang no moreSaid I changed since I ain`t been in the game no moreFuck it, I know one day I`ma shineBut for now, it`s one day at a time, let the chorus rock[Chorus to fade][Outro: Poppa Don]All my niggas, oh..If I died tonight, don`t cryIf I died tonight, just get highFor me... yeahIt`s that real shit manI`ma spit a few bars, take up a few starsWake up a few A&R`s, go hardAs long as you loving me togetherI`ma lock the game

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