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Текст песни Potna Deuce f Mac Lee, Young D Boyz - Strivin`

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[ CHORUS ]Can`t nobody really stop my striveHow I live, that`s my life(Vallejo, V-Town, Valley-Joe)(Vallejo, V-Town, Valley-Joe)(Vallejo, V-Town, Valley-Joe)(Vallejo, V-Town, Valley-JoeNo respect for the muthafuckin po-po) --> E-40[ VERSE 1: Baby Beesh ]I`m feelin tight, so tight when the funk`s on hit, potnaPlaya down like Pimpy Slick, potnaAnd I gotta give game before I get gameCause muthafuckas mo` dirty than a shit stainI`m Johnny [Name] about my shit when I`m flexinStrivin to get my music on, nabbin in the right directionNow you see me, now you don`t, now you do againFat tracks, mail stacks, I`m livin to the endI found my nuts, let em hang, dangle, watch em swingI keep the gat in case the devil wants to interveneAnd now it`s on to the fullest extentCrew potnas poolin together, pool players payin the rentUh, and watchin my back for them hookers with the hoe hookBut you can`t play a playa, read the whole bookAdeaquate with my shit, had a script on my hitFatter grip makes a muthafucka wanna flipAnd player status upheld, see, it don`t stopDrop top, mob shot, flippin on the copCrooked, trunk full of the thunderIt`s like a jungle sometimes, it makes a muthafucka wonder[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 2: Rube ]It`s a dream, niggas strive for it, never take a dive for itTry to stay alive for it, niggas wanna die for itPut you in my deck and had to reject your weak shitMakin shit to get keyed with is a nigga`s secretWe get noisy, shootin crap, perk late night where my boys beGettin rowdy, I`m Audi 5 after I strives and struggleI kicks it with my muthafuckas passin dank in a huddleTrick, this ain`t a fairytale, untrue sit-comI don`t really like you silly hoe, so won`t you get gone?Stay out of dodge, watch for the sabotageCause P Deuce`ll stay loose off the jungle juiceNever paid full price, fool, won`t you make a truce???? to hit the fuckin ??? boostTo every player on strive I makes a toastI`m adios, out, ghost to the next host[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Chezski ]Raised in the ditch, went to $hort schoolDependin on nobody from the side, troopAnd suffocatin ???????Never has my life been a cake walkMy family wasn`t tight and had a lack of (money)So I seen the picture from the back ofAgain you see me strivin to help myselfAnd get an edge on the hand that I was dealtAnd lookin at my life brings a cold viewI`m makin just a dollar and a o tooBut still keep strivin so I`d advanceSurvivalist, I was taught to take a chanceAnd move with the dirt, I gotta push onThe nights is gettin cold and the days longSo never tell me shit about a rough timeDependin on your parents while I`m helpin mine[ CHORUS ]Yeah manWe in a sound proof gettin perked with these Young D Boyz from the SouthsideMy cousin Mac Lee from that Triple C, maynThey finna come and get at y`all ass in a real muthafuckin wayCan you dig it?[ VERSE 4: Young D Boyz ]I gotta keep on strivin, a player just survivinNon-stop hustlin, 24-7Hustles I`m manipulatin, gotta stay paidHow much money can be made?It`s how the game is playedCan I money-mack upon a million?Is there a pre-dealin?Man, these player-haters killin meAll up in my PG tryin to slow down my programCause I`m strivin for a `94 Brougham?And your kinfolk need money101`s of that ??? and sendin snow bunniesUp to the hoe stroll without lleyoCause who said ain`t no pimpin in Vallejo?I get it poppin like FriscoMy mouthpiece my pistolMy bitch is that lleyo, ??? that powdered snowAnd if tomorrow I flashIf you ever come short with the cashHoe, as long as y`all choosin I`m sidin[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 6: Mac Lee ]Strivin in a real way, ain`t nothin like the old daysStrollin through the ????, gettin off much lleyoDoubs, tens and even five shotsLookin out for the rollers cause the rollers used to ride the jockOf a young black soldier, darkly dressedMob code, much dope growin up in the Crest-Sideways is how I used to getForever dank tweakin, juvenile delinquentThe hall couldn`t hold me for no longer than a weekend stayWhich was cool, cause I couldn`t stand another dayLocked up, locked down, I couldn`t beat emBut now I`m much wiser and wouldn`t trade my freedomFor a $20 bill with marked numbersI hate to be videotaped by them undercoversIn `94 I`m in the do` with the saucy flowMac Lee, crew thing, oh, you didn`t know?[ CHORUS ]Yeah manI have to give a couple of strivin shout-outs out there to that ballin-ass V-TownWhat`s up witcha, mayn?Give a couple more shouts out to..Country Club Crest, Rancho, mayn, College Park, [Names]CourtNow I`m finna take this shit across the way, maynWestside Players, [Name] Quarter, Waterfront Boys, City Park BoysWashington Park, them old [Name] Street players, mayn[Name], [Name] Side, Central Side, South SideWhat you doin, Hillside?Now we take it across the water, maynOaktown, E.P.A., Berkley, Richtown, Frisco, PittsburghAnd them fools out there in Sac, manY`all keep strivinMuch love(Vallejo, V-Town, Valley-JoeNo respect for the muthafuckin po-po)

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