Текст песни Outlawz f TQ - Celebrate
Outlawz f TQ - Celebrate слова песни
[Young Noble]stearing to this tunnel of lifeit ain`t a far sightin the darksearching for god`s lightso cold I got frost bitelost kite from the prisonthis system got these young niggaz lost likemice in a mazerollin dice to the gravesome say it`s just the price of the famereality strike, repeat the same tragedy twiceall I`m thinkin manit had to be lifewhen the casualties riseplan plotting `til your strategy diesblack cotton till i`ve gotten what`s mineI don`t travel the globestood firm with an average of 4I was almost cut down like a half of a stolebut you know that ain`t how we rollfrom a soldier to a generalgo leadin` still do what I`m toldI got the soul of a old headin the young niggaz bodieswe don`t put this gun in nobodyyou don`t wanna know no homiewhat is really goin onshit is realcouldn`t tell you everything in a songman the pain is so personalso deep I couldn`t explain it in words for yaI don`t sleepI can rest when I`m deadcause I`m blessed while I`m herethrough the rain, painblood, sweat and tearsdedicated to underdogsthat wanna see us make itwe make it, they make itthis calls for celebration[hook: TQ]all around the worldwe about to celebratethe mamas ain`t crying no momy niggaz ain`t dying no motell me do you wanna goI mean it`s kinda like a holidaykinda like a white tray on silver daykinda like jamaica in maywhen all my people celebrate[Kastro]I wasn`t born with a silver spoonmy mama was poor in the delivery roombut we gon make itlook done made itcops still goin strongmom poppin the greatestlife been good to a niggaI remember bout the hoodand how I could do a niggabut not meI been good to a niggaI support not no morei`m a hood rich nigga nowand I`m hangin like wet clothesthe fresh white frisbee teecountin bank rowsI ain`t botherin with you stank hoesanother problem bit©hI got enough for thoseme, myselfI don`t need nothin elsebut a good mindand some good healththat`s all I got on my wish listpop a bottlewhat`s the celebration bit©hes[hook][E.D.I.]we ain`t sayin that it`s all good nowany hood USAman it still goes downbut despite of all thatwe gon still have a good timetoss a few backcelebrate the factthat my kids still eatinman I`m glad I`m still breathinglad I got my ratchet cause the snakes still creapinman I got a lawyer cause the law still cheatinlisten, big bottles of drankbig weed in my pocketnigga I got stankswe gon drank, we gon smoketill we damn near faintand after all thatwe gon do it againthis is for the good timeso we get some moif we don`t we gon smileon the ones beforeif you got real onesman hug your folkscause you never knowwhen it gon goso celebrate[hook]