Текст песни Nappy Roots - One Forty, слова песни Nappy Roots

Текст песни Nappy Roots - One Forty

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[Ron Clutch]No more wine for me, no more dimes of weedCuz I`m tryin to see, if my mind can reachThe level of the game that we die to seeI`m talkin bout naturally where ya mind is freeSee I`m a dying breed, a country-fried emceeI used to rhyme for free, but now I rhyme for cheeseSee it was bound to be, when there`s mouths to feedand there`s bills to pay, somethin gotta give wayThe way I feel today, I could care lessCuz my mind is made, yeah my hair`s a messI don`t bother to shave, I walk around bare chestlike a candy face, like I`m wearin a vestI dare ya to test, I push a hundred-five repsShowin off my pecs, triceps and bicepsI`m all for the cause, ready to die nextI`m all for the cause, ready to die next..[Chorus]We don`t even talk about it we live it, we live it (How you gon` tell me how to live my life?) (Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)And if you think you can take it from us, come get it, come get it (How you gon` tell me how to live my life?) (Can`t nobody tell me how to live my life)[Chorus Part 2] - 2X(This life?) - it`s mine(It`s yours?) - it`s mine(That`s right) - it`s mine(That`s yours) - this mine[B. Stille]Now ah, when I was a, young manThere was a couple of things poppa put in my headNever; sit down when ya need to standNever; drink down all ya dreams and plansPoppa, what`s that inside ya glass?"Don`t do as I do boy, do as I ask"See ah - do it right if ya gon` do it that fastand - don`t do it if ya gon` do it half-assedWell, since then I been an over-achieverSmoker and drinker, only I would opened my blinkersAnd I`m broke, so I guess I gotta choke on my fingerCuz I need to come up, ah I`m just a dreamerA hustle schemer, these cops be corrupt like Rupp ArenaTry an bust my weiner, with these court subpeonas - petty misdemeanors"Boy you ain`t worth..." like student like teacher[Chorus][Chorus Pt. 2] - 2X[Skinny DeVille]Same jeans in the spring that I strut in the fallNo comb, no fade, no nothin at allI`ll give a finger for the haters and one for the lawSounds fine, Nappy Roots; a little somethin for y`allGet a dutch, jump the gultch, then stuff it with strawGet higher than a motherfucker, deep in the callHit the liquor sto`, makin mo`, fifth and I pauseGet love tryna cut, got ya dick and ballsAwww, hell naw then broads at the wallBig pimpin on a budget, tryna make it the mallThank the Lord, for just livin, makin the most`Scuse me, anybody got change I can borrow?Dime? Caught a penny tryna get to the mallWanna buy me some ice too, slip it and fallOops silly me, big nuts and they goneDidn`t see that shit comin like a truck in the fall[Chorus][Chorus Pt. 2] - 2X[R. Prophit]Lemme hear ya say...Nappy Roots see ya dawg, all my yeagaz...It`s that life B, gotta make that choice...It`s all on you...Lemme hear ya say...Lemme hear ya say...Lemme hear ya say...

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One Forty

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