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Текст песни Oschino and Sparks f Beanie Sigel - Just Another Nigga

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Chea, State Property Criminal RecordsWe`ll show you exactly what takes place in the ghetto (that`s right)[Chorus]People used to tell meThat I`ll be just another niggaLivin` life in these cold streetsAnd I don`t wanna beJust another niggaPeople used to tell meThat I`ll be just another niggaUnderstand y`all don`t know meCause I`m not gonna beJust another nigga[Sparks]They say I`m just another nigga (another nigga)A malt liquor drinker, a marijuana smokerSherman Heller, crack pusherYou gotta serve fiends by all meansTo make cream to feed homeI`m just another gangsta, breed homesLet me run wit my niggazHug the corner, though it one day that same blockThat I love to hug, might leave me and to turn into a gonerBut I refuse to turn my back on my niggazHow could I leave themKnowin` one day I might turn around and need `em for (?)School me way back in the dayA man should never bite the hand and feed `emSo we learned to break bread through in the month of RamadanTogether we grow fast, fell backI watched teams break up, top guns that broke downFake fucks get faked down and fake poundsI got slugs to chase ya fake fucks the fuck downPolice wanna know why I pack the pieceThat fills the stacks increaseYa dudes in the streets wanna ruin the face[Chorus][Oschino]I sat in my cell, watchin` the wallsSayin` reps in my head while I washed my drawersLife is hard, and pussies is soft (district attorneys)Scream, years involved in there snitch on they bossBut not O, you know the jail thing I`m used to the sceneKeep my blues wit a cuff, and my Converse cleanI`m not pointin`, snitchin`, rattin`, givin` a statementI`m the mind, body and soul of this nigga you get mavinI was raised by the PJ`s, hung wit the essa`sTook rocked nueve`s, dip pull Chevy`sSold dope to strangers, shot at my roadiesSmacked my young bitch in her face and broke her clothesCause I wasn`t focused everybody so shiftyLife was crazy like I slipped it a nickyI`m just another nigga, no I`m moreI`m a ex-con, a bank robber driver `bout to go on tour[Chorus][Beanie Sigel]In `98 y`all couldn`t trace my mugNow y`all hatin` wanna waste my bloodCause I`m eatin`, wanna taste my grubTell you what, I`ll give you food for thoughtThe spoon and fork, but y`all bitches doin` the dishesFeed you shells from the strafe I snubbedNow Prop`s that`s the case won`t budgeNo prints pimp latex gloveLose in court, fuck you gon` prove in court?Sig don`t believe in leavin` witnessShit ain`t all good, different number different hoodDuck and damn the sticks, disappear in the woodsI duck cops and I lost neighborsHad to separate my neighbors acres, segregate the hatersY`all said that I`d be dead in the streetNigga, I`m gettin` bread tryin` to spread wit my peepsSit behind the desk and a scraperI know I`m destined for greatnessY`all thought you`d read about my death in the papers, huh?[Chorus]

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