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Текст песни Mr. Mike - Texas 2000

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[ VERSE 1 ]My ghetto niggas survive and hold hands, we liveAnd old men embedded the game and aim 4-5`sAnd blindsided females, we mesmerize themSee, hell, we`re live men, broke as fuck, no lyinSo what`s up? I make a whole city get em upAnd I know white folks is racist, cousin, I don`t really give a fuckPatience, don`t be sayin that, sling the dopest rhymes like crackTake a look around you, all your boys is layin on they backMakin noise and bangin tracks, trained to kill on contactCan`t nobody hold me back, hate me or give up some dapTake me somewhere off the map, gee, tell us where the party atShow respect and then reject, the fellas don`t know how to actBlaze a sack of bombay, can we do it all way?In school I was a fool, catch me screwin in the hallwayBall all day, if I ever fall, it`s on my knees to prayJesus bless my soul, needin dough I sold a ki of lleyHopin it won`t end this way, runnin from the D.E.A.When they come investigate, you better have your story straightAin`t nothin poppin bout no broke nigga, black niggaFuck what they say, and get your dough, nigga, scratch, nigga[ CHORUS ]Don`t let the ghetto snatch you, police tryina catch youAnd everywhere we go somebody lookin at you(Give em what they want, give em what they wantGive em what they want, give em what they want)[ VERSE 2 ]99 caused madness, who`s rappin, uzi-grabbin, straight mack shitBreakin these hoes` backs, foes hatin my tacticsStainin your matress, displayin game when I`m at thisTales from the hood, smell the wood in my `Lac, it`sA trip, back to kick dust, nigga what?Cussed my teacher out, got expelled, bailed to the weed houseHell, don`t underestimate me or doubt me, I`m greatAnd highly educated, bitch, all about my papesBut in the States down MC`s cant`s see me, straight from the undergroundNiggas can`t bring me down, that`s why they start to hate me nowEscapin town and do all my dirt all by my lonelyThey actin wild, it hurts, don`t run up on meYour wife wanna bone me, homie, that`s in her natureIll, deal with that, kill that shit or I`ma waste yaBrace myself, pace myself, gotta get my wealthMake myself, break myself, I don`t need no help[ CHORUS ]Who can I trust and put my faith in?This world is tough and full of hatredHeard it was only what we make itYo, yo, yo...(Give em what they want, give em what they wantGive em what they want, give em what they want)[ CHORUS ]

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