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Текст песни Nappy Roots - Be On Yo Way

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[Fish Scales] yeah [R. Prophit] Awwwww [Fish Scales] Wassup [R. Prophit] yes`sa [Fish Scales]You know dat [R. Prophit] Nappy Roots and Game Point [Fish Scales] Fish Scales and R. Prophit,Game Point, Wassup?[Chours][R. Prophit]See I don`t care what them people sayAnd I blow tress and just grind all daySee I truley know dat my hustles gone paySo you best be on yo wayyyy[Episode]Most times I`m gettin serious, I don`t play no gamesYou niggas dats curious, you gone feel da flameCause rhymes that I hit cha wit, It`ll prolly crack ya frameWether you a city black male, it`s all da same[Fish Scales]I just hit Fern Valley Rd., I got a bag full a cookiesA white girl drivin dat keeps da stash in her pussyGot my cousion back at home, still watchin fo da blockAnd dis white girl too, so she ain`t stoppin fo da cops[Chours] 1x[Fish Scales]But once again I gots to lay down da law[Yo]Cause niggas lookin at me like my hustle gotta fallBitch you ain`t never seen a Sunbird on some 18`s, lookin so cleanWhen I was young I swear to God that was my ultimate dreamBut now I`m 25 and all I want is bubbled eyesCome threw wit a big body wit double tires, it`s gettin hardI know y`all don`t wanna hate me, but it`s to hard, I`m good folksit`s simple, like all my niggas get drinks and get smokes and keep dope[Episode]Outside, niggas with techniques and young preistsshakin fakin something, life in da beach ain`t nuttin sweetConcerned with a navigator, illest nigga on beatsThem scales to alagator, PHD in da streetG P, Nappy, indeed we in a faith for cashWe move make, bend rules and law breakAin`t no escape, impliment ya plan, make it workCause I`ma stack till my old ass is in da dirt[Chours] 2x[R. Prophit]I greet life, hold me tight, been lonley most my lifeWalk past somethin dats dried, crumbled insideTried to be, find somebody believe in dis hereMost people they fear, black male rap fo realI majored dis year, like Damon Waynes on top of his gameNever leavin da game, it`s Prophit boy on top of ya brainFumblin blunts, sometimes stumblin drunkStumblin crunk, come threw rumblin trunksNappy hit pumps, and Game Point lights ya juntsNo time fo stunts, my people been hungry fo monthsYou know me dawg, always gotta keep it rawSpeakin real life shit off dat alchol[Chours] 2X[Talking]It`s over nowHey what up my nigga?They talkin bout us man?man fuck these hoesBurn it down, fo realI ain`t in dat shitMan, fuck them niggas manAlwaysUnderground fo lifeunderground foreverLets get these niggasGame PointNappy

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