Текст песни Noreaga - First Day Home
Noreaga - First Day Home слова песни
Hook (2x):I juss came home I aint got no lootI aint trin` 2 sell drugsI aint tryin 2 shootI`m tryin` 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suitBut the only job I got is 2 make hot soupVerse 1:Open dayNow you releasePeepsBacc on the streetsYou don`t want no peaceNeed a job or sumthin`B-4 you start robbin sumthin`Tryin 2-b made Like you in the mob or sumthin`X-tra curicular Activities swiftYou can`t Hit the streets cuz dese niggas a snitchSee yo foul nigga And he on yo assHe wanna violate youYou aint got no cashYou gotta see him every TuesdayB-4 twelveBut fucc dat you come late and he send you baccPeep disOne day you made up some shitYou told himYou was late cuz ya moms is siccHe said ok next time i send you awayYou bettah piss in this cupGet to urinate You thought he a homoSo baliff analyzeHe juss turn aroundAnd juss pissed out your St. InesReinact it always gotta take attractiveAyo P.O. when I`m gon be inactiveWhile I`m on weeklySwitch that upI get a job soon You could stitch that upI`m gon be a rapperA-yo be real famousAlways on TVNeva sayin` lame shitGive me some slaccA-yo plus the factA-yo I gotta job niggaYo I`m gon rapHook (2x):I juss came home I aint got no lootI aint trin` 2 sell drugsI aint tryin 2 shootI`m tryin` 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suitBut the only job I got is 2 make hot soupTalk:What up booYeah what you mean I ain`t callin you collectI`m homeYou messin` wit me toniteWhat you mean Trump InternationalNah I was thinkin` more like a walk or sumthin`I aint got no paper Verse 2:If you Want honey bettah have moneyIf youWant some ass bettah get some cashIts like When I came home life went 2 fastWhen ILeft the streets yo I was the manNow I`m comin bacc homeNew face new famI gotta beard B-4 I aint had no hairOn my faceUsed 2 diss me On the regular So what I aint got a haircutNo new sneakasI got old ass Tim`sgoin` bacc to the hoodPlayin ball on the same rimsTellin` niggas I rhymeLet me shyneAt block partiesYo I left right dayA-Yo I`m real serious Sell drugs all dayIm gon get on1st tracc that I spit onI`m gon lace itSmuther you and plus taste itI get my shit upgradedYours race itNow that its on My girl roccLouie Baton/ Gucci/ Bently/ Prada/ EscadaNow that its onIt`s like my chic gotta alotaEverything she`s supossed 2She the only one that I`m close 2Otha people is snakesI got so much beef for these niggaz on JakesIts like some of `em real most of `em fake Hook (2x):I juss came home I aint got no lootI aint trin` 2 sell drugsI aint tryin 2 shootI`m tryin` 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suitBut the only job I got is 2 make hot soupTalk:Yo yo yo yo, dis a story manbout a nigga comin` home manhe aint tryin to hustle man nahimean but a nigga was forced 2 do that nahimeana nigga still came out on top cuz he hustled, he sold his cracc but then he startin` sellin rapand he`s still doin thatYa RAT BASTARDZ