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Текст песни St. Lunatics f Cardan - Free City

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(Cardan - talking through chorus)You know I loved you rightI never, I never knew girl, you seeYou know the pain right, you can feel my pain right?Uh, to the gateway, now check it out, yo(Chorus)Ooh, I loved you soBut why I loved you, I`ll never knowOoh, the pain you put me throughYou know you`ve killed, now I lust for you(Cardan)Now since I`ve came in the game, money and fame, I love itBut whoever thought I`d wake up one mornin with no budgetIt`s Cardi the golden kid with that older shitI live, learn, learn to live, the older I getAnd I remember Thursdays, hungry Thursdays`Bout sixteen, seventee, um, Murphy ageBut this rap game I love it, it`s like I`m married to itI proposed on Clue?, she said I`d be happy to do itGave her a kiss, mmmwwhha, she gave me fifty G`sSilly Cardi I spent it, now Cardi on his kneesNow I`m livin reality, a Biggie Smalls themeAskin for one more chance to show her what I really meanShe said, you done seen a lotta things baby bro`Even best friends turned and take out videosI got with the `tics, EI, still no deal`Til Sugar said "chill baby, everything is Fo` Reel"C`mon(Chorus)(Ali - talking through chorus)Yeah, loved y`all punk ass nigga, showed y`all loveNever know that shitHow the fuck you gon` drop a group, and the got the number one shit on theradio?Dumb ass nigga, look at us now, Fo` Reel nigga, Fo` Reel(Kyjuan)Nineteen-ninety-six! (hurry up, sign right here), let`s sign these papersSo we can get these papers and give these hoes the vaporsDouble-dumb entertainment dropped "Gimme What You Got"Off top, `tics hot, even sent you a shot (Double-dumb nine sevennnnnnnn!)Didn`t want Nelly on it, said his verse didn`t fitSome ol` seperatin shit, ten percent ass bitchWhole town love us, no one is above usTreated you, no talent, knowin niggas like brothasNo street team, no promotionJust woof tickets, raw fuckin, no lotionOne year later you decide to drop an EPAt the same time drop us, that confuse meSo like a bastard child, we on our ownPut out and left alone, y`all wont answer the phoneIt took a little time, but we got it ourselfFive million records later, now y`all askin for wealth(One, two, three, four, five), nigga please(Chorus)(Murphy Lee - talking during chorus)You know what I`m sayin, life is crazy, you know what I`m sayinYou got choices in lifeBut bro` when you make `em, you gotta make `em and make `em rightAnd if you ain`t makin `em right it`s just crazyYou ain`t got nobody else to blame, nobody but yourselfYou know what I`m sayin, mad truth to that(Murphy Lee)Let me pretend that I`m a lawyer and explain the situationFacin three-to-one five across state, humiliationSt. Louis set it off, phone calls was long distance(Ay yo, it`s four birdies in Houston), c`mon, send some one to get `emWho would do it for a grand?Eighteen, only thing on our mind was that killer moneyFrom Missouri to the T-E-X, A-STwo cats strapped it tight, right up under her chestOne-way trip on Southwest but she didn`t make it that farMetal detectors went bizarre, one-way trip to the carYour honor, she got a baby that`ll drive my granny crazyA long distance lawyer that keep on tellin us "maybe"And we all raise her baby, takin curr (care) of her dailyThis law shit is crazy, never cease to amaze meIt`s different from the eighties, ninety-five to latelyThey givin out time like dogs givin out rabies(Free City)(Chorus)

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