Текст песни Screwheads f Lil` Keke - Nothing But Love
Screwheads f Lil` Keke - Nothing But Love слова песни
Uh, get ya mind right (get ya mind right)What, Southsive for live Westcoast nigga...[Chorus]Coming straight from the heart, cause I got nothing but loveMan it really hurt, cause we done lost another thug - 2xWould you ride for your dog, would you die for your dogStaying side by side, prepare to lose it all - 2x[Lil` Keke]I`m living life on the run, this is hot pursuitNiggas lying homies dying, better strap on your bootsI`m the young don, you know I do what I doOne of the first ones in the click, since the year 9-2Yeah me and Screw, the click you know we started thatIt was a three-headed monster with my boy Fat PatWe was the throwdest the coldest, on this side of townAnd all them rookies speaking up, you know they had to bow downWe was profiling, freestyling, buck-wildingMaking money, had a player smilingKeeping it crunk, bringing the funk, popping the trunkSmoking the skunk, a player don`t frontFore` I lay down to sleep, you know I gots to prayCause this life ain`t been the same, since we lost P-ASometimes I pick it up, just to make a callCause my right-hand to God, man I miss my dog[Chorus][Lil` Keke]Would you swang and swoop, in a brand new CoupeThis Commission Muzic Group, we hotter than chicken soupWould you kill for your homie, would you steal for your homieBe ready to bust a shot, when they try to run up on meWould you ride for a thug, would you die for a thugBe ready to pump a slug, when you see a nigga bloodH-Town to Oakland, the highway smokingPuffing on something green, that`ll bust your chest openOr trip in a zone, for my homies that`s goneDJ Screw you the king, baby sit on that throneMafio, Big Steve don`t worry, I got it rockingJust for P-A-T, I`ma keep a top droppingLong live the name, forever in the gameLetting you boys know, until you feel my painSouthside for life, baby a player got prideEast to West Coast, real dogs gon ride[Chorus][Lil` Keke]Pressure bust the pipes, so that`s what I likeHad to master the game, like it`s riding a bikeI lost some people man, you know this world is a tripIt got me paranoid, riding with a glock and a clipI know a lot of people saying, you the last one leftThat`s why I`m studio, buying keeping some on the shelfI mash on the gas, with no time to playMe, Pokey and Carleone, plus the H-A-W-KTell Poetic just don`t sweat it, I`m out dropping my hitDo it straight from the heart, because I love the clickI got the heart of a hustler, the mind of a GDedicating this song to Screw and P-A-TI`ma hold it down, until I make it that wayOn the last sixteen, with so much to sayNo giving up, this is life on the runAll respect due, from Lil` Keke the Don[Chorus]