Текст песни Slimm Calhoun -  Well   
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[ Slimm Calhoun ] 
Y`all playin with this game 
And it`s a damn shame 
Yeah 
 
[ Slimm Calhoun ] 
This game real, boy, you can get scarred and barred in it 
If your heart ain`t in it, caught up in this world spinnin 
Before you started you was finished, dehydrated and deplenished 
Niggaz is all washed up without a swallow in they cup 
Cause everytime a chicken cluck, you trickin a buck 
You pressed your luck and got stuck, fuckin up the re-up 
That`s the ones with big talk and no game 
Spendin chips but no change 
All the dope and no caine 
War stories but no pain 
The same ones that pop lip then flag ship 
Then gotta hip skip before real niggaz pop clips 
You better hop hip 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
(Well, well, well, well 
Well, well, well, well) 
 
[ KM ] Niggaz slum and slimmed out 
[ SC ] Chevy`s is primed out 
[ KM ] Hit traps and grind out 
[ SC ] What`s poppin, let`s find out 
 
(Well, well, well, well 
Well, well, well, well) 
 
[ KM ] College Park  
[ SC ] to Adamsville 
[ KM ] Calhoun  
[ SC ] and Killa Kill 
[ KM ] Got `dro and plenty pills 
[ SC ] Cuttin blows, hoes and dip 
 
(Well, well, well, well 
Well, well, well, well) 
 
[ Killer Mike ] 
In God I trust and in the crowds I bust 
Smokin weed to calm down, I`m so blown off dust 
It`s harder to feel pain when my brains is mush 
I know it`s fucked up how fathers turn they back on us 
And our sick sad mamas smoking crack on up 
Slime-ass po-po right in the back of us 
Connected muthafuckas got better crack than us 
But rich muthafuckas ain`t gon` mash like us 
Hear sirens coming and continue to bust 
 
[ Slimm Calhoun ] 
Lustful ways, livin in these mistrustful days 
Who said crime don`t pay, niggaz out here cockin k`s 
Don`t drop, they spray, one shot, you lay, toxic waste 
One pine box, one case, I`ll block yo place 
 
[ Killer Mike ] 
I beat niggaz senseless for Jordans and sixty dollars 
Pinned hoes` toes to the earlobes and collars 
In the back of a Impala, all to deliver pain 
Twist her frame and hear her holler 
So savage that it`s gettin harder 
For me to see redemption in tomorrow 
So far from God that I`m finding righteous paths hard to follow 
I`m gulping vodka, I`m killin sorrow in the bottom of a sky bottle 
So depressed and sick and 
Slimm young and gifted 
I`m just sick and twisted 
 
[ CHORUS ] 
 
[ Slimm Calhoun ] 
Corner-clockin, in the backroom work-choppin 
From Biscayne to Boat rockin, one-stop shoppin 
Guarded by glock and cash, ain`t no stoppin 
They party pill-droppin till all the drawers droppin 
`dro-ed up, my niggaz stay poured up, sho nuff 
Hold up, big bank we fold up, so who wanna roll up? 
We got that heat, so you better drop that beef 
Before they pop and sweep your whole block in one heap 
Stay at the gun show in a Range cockin new thangs 
Like we out west, playa, down to whoo-bang 
Come on! 
 
[ CHORUS ]