Текст песни OUTLAWZ - Get Paid
OUTLAWZ - Get Paid слова песни
Текст песни OUTLAWZ - Get Paid
[Napolean] (talking)Yeah, from the bottomFor the depths, for the bottomWe come from there, but we still hereWe still breath, so long as we got air in these lungs *exhale*We gonna get something, no matter how, no matter whatListen( )[Young Noble - Verse 1]Yo, my whole block family, we all argue and fightBut if you not family, keep talkin alright?Will you get them Nikes? Oh you like them yeah?They look good on me, you wanna cop a pairThough it takes some time, we still love everybodyThem like my thug sisters, so I'm fuckin every mommyEverybody know my face, everybody know my nameAs I walk through I heard em sayin 'Noble do his thing'I'm flowin through this game like I'm slidin on iceBrought these niggaz insane like I'm slidin in diceApplyin the wife, but ain't nobody dyin tonightWe fryin the rice, dinner on the steps tonightI bet your life I just might stretch your wifeStretch your dime, stretch your doe, and stretch your timeIt might sound short, then I'll stretch the rhymeNothin but another day, know I ain't gonna lie[Chorus - TQ]I still remember when a nigga didn't have a thangCurb surfin on the corner each and every day (every day)For all the people cause I never find a better wayAin't gonna stop me from hittin when I see some paper (I'm gettin it nigga)Somebody tell me what's the price for a better dayBut it don't matter, I'm gonna get mine anywayBut in the scene It's like I still hear my feet the sameCan we get paid? just want to get paid[EDI Mean - Verse 2]Man I wasn't born with itBut I'm gonna get itLet it be known I'm on a mission>From boss livin, no bullshittin'And I don't sit around in this who don't want nothinAnd I don't kick it with these bitches who always want somethinI'm my own man, own plan, been that wayLost my father, shit got harder man, and since that dayI never ever really trust the world againAge ten, feel frustrationNo patience when it all foregoFuck takin it slowI'd rather take it and blowI still roll dailyOnly stoppin for my babiesI'm a hard=luck niggaKeep your guard up niggaLarge cut gettaI gotta have my pieceI'll chop it up with ya manBut I gotta have my pieceYou cannot be mad at meI'm game tight on all sidesObstacles cannot damage my prideI manage to ride, but be it wasn't easyYoung struggla, livin for the love of usOutlawChorus[Kastro - Verse 3]I'm bluntin, so I'm strapped, and I'm starred and cautiousAin't nothin but a day at the officeI stand alone so I cut my lossesAnd sometimes I drink until I feel nauseous (ha)It's not easy, believe me, it's no funStill I chase my paper, till I can't runAnd I was still just a kid till I had oneIf not for bad luck, I probably wouldn't have nothinIt's two G's and I just can't quit yetThrough all they mind so I just can't sit backI stand strong so you know I don't get checkedThe born Outlaw so you know I ain't wit' that