Текст песни Nappy Roots - Slums, слова песни Nappy Roots

Текст песни Nappy Roots - Slums

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[R. Prophit]We represent the slums.. alright..Let`s get this motherfucker crunkin from Kentucky to BaghdadYa pops was always gone but that didn`t make him a bad dadWe still managed to eat, and come to think wattn`t half badBut Doug was always on us bout the things that we never hadNow I was born in Oakland better known as the Cold TownDone seen too many folk down, some put the soul downDone heard my momma cryin if I knew what I know nowI`d pro`ly have to greet the party room with the fo` poundI`m tryna keep my head on straight to keep me from catchinin case I feel my insides burnin, musta swallowed all twenty-eightI`m drinkin Milk of Magnesia, but still I ain`t feelin straightSome mo` had murdered my granddad over real-estate[Hook: R. Prophit w/ sample playing in background]Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...Rappers in the slums... rappers in the slums...Rappers in the slums... aww, aww, aww, aww...[Big V]Bump it, if I put it out - suck it, if I pull it outOhh me, ya better kick it out, or ya livin in a haunted houseRan how you tried to run, came how you tried to comeDid what you couldn`t do, difference between me and youSlum for a while now, country for a lifetimeCool is what I choose to be, but that ain`t what I used to beMuddy waters couldn`t drown a nigga, bloodhounds on the trail for realShakin up this rap shit, givin niggaz hell for realTurn a hold the dog deal, mucus and you hearin rightNational Geographic ain`t, fuckin with this wildlifeHissin; I`m finna strike, rattlin; I`m finna biteHell with a blue light, fuckin with no rules tonight![Hook] - 2X[Scales]Now once again, you see me layin down the lawThese cowards tryna catch me like my hustle gotta fallBitch I`m Southern bredThat`s where you break it down to raw and then you flush the restI said you break it down to raw and then you flush the restAnd I ain`t playin witcha`ll haters since y`all fucked up my orderGot me playin with a gram, coulda been up to a quarterNow my cousin, called me up and said he finally did itGraduated from a handheld, to primary digitsCuz in the slums we don`t work we just grind and gambleGuarunteed I got that shit, niggaz dyin to sampleNow whattchu know about that work from the states of GeorgiaCook so thick, collard, grits and water (we in the slums!)[Hook]

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