Текст песни Outlawz f Mil - So Many Stories
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(Chorus-Shaffar)So many stories in the city I live inI soak up the game, that everyone playsI`m not the one so when they get caught sleepinOut for the glory, there`s so many stories around my way(Verse 1-Napoleon)It`s been hard on us, day by dayWatchin my step gotta play where I layNow why this mother fucker wanna test me outIt`s this thang I`ma protect myself and blow his brains outCold on the streets never talk on the phoneAnd the main thing is never bring a snake in your homeBut that`s hard black, why?Cuz half the time them niggaz be in your facesmilin and shit but you don`t know thatAnd I don`t know why that nigga jealous of meWhen he could do the same shit that pay meIn the streets breed a lot of killazThat`s why corners full of hate and the young ones is cap peelers But they don`t feel us when we`re drownin in our own bloodAnd they don`t know when we go home it`s no loveSo what`s the use of us carin and shitAnd that`s the reason we buy guns, load `em up and spit `em at shit(Chorus-Shaffar)So many stories in the city I live inI soak up the game, that everyone playsI`m not the one so when they get caught sleepinOut for the glory, there`s so many stories around my way(Verse 2)(Young Noble)I know niggaz that was kings that turned into fiendsThe nigga lost everything jewels and dreamsHe losin teams, the murder rate higher than everNiggaz need more than weed gettin higher than everNuts in the streets my roots ain`t nothin but deepNiggaz roam with the heat just for somethin to eatNiggaz sell to under covers then snitch on they brothersEverybody sayin fuck us, I know God love us(Mil a.k.a Hellraza)I was raised when I cried in the householdTurned me into a nutBut these niggaz didn`t know Just from bein home I seen enough before I learned the streetsI knew all about a gun `cause my background was deepA little dirty nigga holdin my pants when I runIt`s a chance you gotta take everyday in the slumsThis for the hoods where, certain people scared to comeI had a heart as a young nigga, now I don`t fear none(Chorus-Shaffar)So many stories in the city I live inI soak up the game, that everyone playsI`m not the one so when they get caught sleepinOut for the glory, there`s so many stories around my way(Verse 3-Kastro)I keep my mind on my money, money on my mindWhat more can I say it been that way a long timeAnd anybody, who think that rudeCan suck my dick until they spit my baby girl need foodI was young, when Pac put my hands on a gunAnd told me life is what you make itAnd stripes you gotta take themIt took a while for me to over standI was only 12 but I felt like a grown manAnd livin on, and that which does not kill me can only make me strongBut ya`ll niggaz don`t hear me thoughMy souljah story, for glorious painWhile I`m game you niggaz playin, played out and lameThis shit hurt, my mind blind my dick in the dirtAnd I`m so sick of bein tired, and tired of bein hurtI search out the truth, and that shit worseI swear it`s a curse that the church can`t nurse, come on(Chorus-Shaffar)So many stories in the city I live inI soak up the game, that everyone playsI`m not the one so when they get caught sleepinOut for the glory, there`s so many stories around my way