Текст песни Obie Trice f J-Hill, Proof - One by One (1x1)
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[Verse 1 - J-Hill](One by one) Rule one up in this bitch for realRoll wit a couple niggaz, like Dave SevilleCause niggaz-a, clean you out, like a golden sealPut ya hands up, gimme ya scrill, what[Obie Trice](Two by two) Ya bucket is clean, you ride meanPull up at the light on them gees (Proof: Gimme that!)Them crab niggaz, wanna jingle ya keysWhat chu bout to do, bleed (3-1-3)[Proof]Y`all don`t run the streets, the streets run youBut a gun to ya kids, art of war, sun sueIn the jungle, stay humble, stumble and fumbleTil death inside`ll rumble (Four by four)[J-Hill]Rule four, better get this downBefore niggaz go beef, better have that four poundAnd bust like four rounds, kick the door downGet yo ass up outta town, dog (Five by five)[Obie Trice]Niggaz conive, I thought you know itYa main man setting up, nigga ya blew itTold him what you doing, baby, ya ruinedYou ain`t knowing (6-6-6)[Proof]The Devil`s ya man, the ghetto`s ya landWhen you got not, to blot, turned yellow and ranWhen you got sugar, why settle for sandNever snitch when you clip, and put yo medal`s in cans[J-Hill](Seven by seven) Rule seven, cattle where my heart atYou want beef in the street, don`t start thatCause we will have some niggaz, up in yo apartmentJumping outta places, where it`s real dark at[Obie Trice](Eight by eight) Ya carrying weight, hey, but waitA lot of hungry niggaz, know where you stayAddress ya address, change ya placeBefore ya spray nigga (Nine by nine)[Proof]I learned a lot from the stank, if you got bankFuck buying gats bitch, get a tankFuck a fire arm, get a wire bombCause when you blow yourself up, at least you dying warm {*explosion*}[Chorus][Proof] Ten reasons, nine glocks, eight shots[Proof] Seven cops, six drop on five blocks (JH: Fo` sho`)[Proof] Three cousins, two hot, one law, family[Proof] We putting no man befo`, ten jewels, now tell `em[J-Hill] It`s one purpose, one goal, two halves[J-Hill] Get it hold, three niggaz, one soul (Proof: Fo` sho`)[J-Hill] Five ways, six days, seven plus[J-Hill] AK we could let the nine spray (Proof: Ten jewels)[Verse 2 - Proof](Nine by nine) Oh I`m not real, cause I pop pillsBring ya BLOCK, to my BLOCK, nigga get ya whole block killedDon`t let the purple pill, shit confuse youWhen outta my head, a life`ll lose you nigga[Obie Trice](Eight by eight) You lay at ya weight, you was playedSlug struck ya Escalade, ya brainRest on what Motor City pavedNo more sunny days (Seven by seven)[J-Hill]Rule seven, somethin you better tell `emGood coke, good weed, y`all better sell `emCause they`ll put something, up in ya cerebellumProof you better tell `em (Six by six)[Proof]Assume it`s only for conversationsLet`s conversate, super the nigga the .38 andDip, mono set trip, empty out the clipHold up! a .38 ain`t got clips (Five by five)[Obie Trice]Niggaz be live, before they dieUntil they test the wrong animal, then they spirit flyJust know the game, why you playing the tough guyThat`s yo life (Four by four)[J-Hill]For all you niggaz, think this rap shit`s a jokeYou get smacked and choked, bring the dagger and clokeI put my fucking heart into this shit that I wroteYou motherfuckers on some dope (Three by three)[Proof]Watch who near you, fuckers on ya rearviewOutta life, yo the trife wanna clear youDon`t get caught on E, and fought on streetsBe a victim of "Grand Theft Auto 3" (Two by two)[Obie Trice]Trust no one, when ya getting `emPut ya life in perspective, ya killing `emEnvious niggaz, stay jealousy drivenNiggaz need to be listening (One by one)[J-Hill]It`s one reason, why I still let you breathIt`s one reason, why the fucking Tech won`t squeezeIt`s one reason, why you ain`t +Gone+ like +N`Sync+That`s cause it`s, one other nigga that`ll do it for me[Chorus]