Текст песни Swoop G - Don`t Forget Where You Came From
Swoop G - Don`t Forget Where You Came From слова песни
*(Swoop G talking)*Fuck you Snoop.Live and offical.Uh.Direct.Death Row.Yeah.Dynasty nigga.Holla back.Death Row is a franchise, a legacyNew beginning, is the ending of you.I done wrote this shit.The new generation.Find `em nigga, where you at?Ha.Yeah.You know my niggas runninwhat you juss doinwe been an done itpushin V-12 600`spuffin lovin my womendiamonds shinin priceless on my neckI ain`t spent a big face yetstill spendin small faces from that `92 spotDr. Dre thanks a lot for that Chronic you droppednow I`m droppin mine in `99the present is minein the year two-thous, please believe we holdin it downpolish the crownbustin the roundsget the fuck downmovin the crowdmake the sqares act right nowme an SugeI`m the ace in the holemakin the doefor my dog Mr. Knight I pray you get parolean to that bitch-made nigga Snoop Doggy hoeI`ll get at you in the hoodyou ain`t the homie no mo`an this ain`t about Death Rowit`s about the setholla back an you can meet me on some Reno bet.Chorus *(Swoop G)*You can shine in yo timebut I`ma shine the hardestDeath Row, diamonds rewardthe number one artistLong Beach is a dynastyand Swoop is in his primeyou know I`m holdin down minefake niggas you know the time.It`s crucialthe feelings mutualso when I see you, I`ma shoot youniggas will swear that I never knew youAh!I can`t believe you would do what you`ve donecross Death Row and forget where you from.Uh.*(Swoop talking)*Snoop ain`t never had a Death Row piece cuz it`s only fo ridasthat`s why he at that Dogg Pound shit.That nigga fake as Pretty Tonythe phony homiegive me ya Rolliethe real homies droppin fools, shinin like gold D`sbest believe baby boy we gettin our cheeseyou juss a weenie Snoop Doggso tuck ya tail and leaveand we makin movesyou gettin usedbattered an bruisedI fill in your shoesso there it is, touch it or losecuz you can`t handlewhat I docallin shotsand come bustin at your homeboys toolookin for you in the LBC pushin a Navand it`s in my lapI don`t keep the heat in the dashlicense and permitt so if I see you it`s meantfor me to tear your head off on some murderous shityou simple mindedlook at me shininall in the doeafter this I`m buyin a labeland a studioI lost love for ya Snoop back thenwhen Swoop bruised yo chinat the video shoot for the Twinz.*(Chorus)*At the Ampa Theatreremember we gangstasso we mobbed in that mutha fucka in Chuck Taylor`s and gatorspushin our weightman we thought you niggas was tanksbut we was flexin our muscles from the jump at the gatenow we insidewhen Death Row ride it`s do or diepushin the linemashin like Pac an Suge Knightwhen he slapped you upyou had to run to get `em upone on oneand I thought you niggas was soldierscuz if this was a warman ya team would be deadyou know how we get when we take that chronic to the headand we mixed it with liquoran the Nina`s out to get yait`s ritzso loc you betta handle your shitand you know this ain`t a game we playinI`m tellin ya maynedon`t make me pull this mutha fuckin strap out again.Uh.*(Chorus til fades out)*