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Текст песни Smif-N-Wessun - P.N.C. (Partners N Crime)

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[Tek]Grab a hold of your heart and visualize it`s a kickinA hollow point slug comin outta black biscuitYou ain`t just from death, we round to the corner, comin quickWe method outta minds and just don`t give a shitGod damn it, gun shots we bust from the clipWicked bad boy, snatch the burner on my hipSo feel ya hopes and get dead Mr. BusterCuz we ain`t got love for none of y`all muthafuckasChief the black Bar Hard, to do a RabbiYou`re too leary to live, but you not wan` dieAll these MC`s wit they fancy names and gamesI know from the heart, that them not mean a thingBig up to all the real heads, wit the knuckle gameRest in peace to all my niggas that was murdered and slain(talking)[Steele]All heads realize, recognize, Smif-N-Wessun on the riseYou better recognize, I`m beamin each and every individualWho listen to that voice in ya head when it be kickin truthThe heads that represent around the wayShowin and provin, keepin it movin, until they break dayRealize what`s before ya eyesThen see if you see the same real as weWhen I say Smif-N-Wessun, this is what I meanNothin alive, of rid dreams could never come betweenOriginal Clik, roll thru the thinAnd when shit got thick, we still manage to stickDoing crimes wit deceptagons, up inside of the timesHelp me at times, and keep our minds organizeSo our knees won`t bend, for the enemyTek and me, crime partners til the end(talking)[Steele]From the heart of where it all startedBucktown, Boot Camp representin for all the dearly departedNext, we comin to speak to the real MC`sCuz the weak MC`s, will win the breezeSmif-N-Wessun hold the remedy, runnin wit the Boot CampOn the search for the enemyAnd the crew happens to be amongst weFuck this, we bring them to court and serve justice[Tek]See me and my Clik got a thing going onTrue to the game and the love makes us strongFor every day trials and tribulationsYou try to stop us, get rocked by the nationSee my forefront of soldiers, ready to blow yaLeave ya back broke and ya body slumped overThe war is on and the stakes is gettin highYou kill `em on dead, if them shit where them lieIt`s the code of the streets, when you out wit ya peepsBumpin on the beat, be on point for the sweepsPigs, harass that ass for the drug cashArmageddeon soon come keep the gun stashBut for the meanwhile, cess ease the stressTakin gun shots through the nose, through the chestBless the sensee, that get me irieAnd all praises due to all mighty(talking)[Steele]Before I go to bed, I take a L to the headReminisce over words that was once saidBy my man, God rest his soul, I was told stand boldWhen under pressure, don`t foldTo my brother, my nigga Rambo, you know we love yaI wish ya was around, to see us rip through the undergroundSmif-N-Wessun dedicate this to my man Sean Grady, the ROne love baby

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