Текст песни The Coup - Fo Da Money, слова песни The Coup

Текст песни The Coup - Fo Da Money

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[Boots]Ahhhhhhh yesss, ah-hehTell me somethinWere you, about to make a decision?Was it, one of... THOSE decisions?Ya know, when ya, gotta decide, betweenwhat`s good, for you, and what`s good, for the struggleWell before you sellout, The Coup wants to tell you a lil` storyE-Roc, kick it[E-Roc]Pressure, is gettin to my domeSee, I need some food for my little boy`s tummyPulled up a chair just to think about my situationDon`t have a job, cause jackin is the occupationFUCK THE SYSTEM, you know that it`s all wrongI got my gauge, yeah now my mission`s onChecked on my baby, good he was sound asleepCause money was my thoughts as I began to creepdown the street the corner sto`, was on my mindFreeze! with the sounds of clips was in my behindI turned around but befo` I could pull my triggerin they ass, on the ground, laid another niggaI was trippin, slippin labelled as a dummyBut can you blame me, I did it for da mo-ah-money *chorus* M-O-N, N-E-Y (repeat 2X) Broke as a; broke as a sucka! (repeat all 4X)[E-Roc]Back on the streets I thought I wouldn`t surviveSo I`m bustin my ass on this nine to fiveFlippin patties all day when the place is hotGettin paid peanuts, in the burger shopNow everybody wants to know the deal, is this brother realcan I feed my family off of a Happy Meal?I had to stop cause this shit ain`t for E-RocI threw down my time card and started slangin rocksFor a brother dis is some`in you can`t beatMy cash is flowin, now I`m bringin home the meatI`m feelin good sellin crack to a fiendDon`t give a fuck about his luck, ya know what I mean?People trip, but they don`t understand thata devil`s land, ain`t no black foe a black manNow it`s a shame, but who`s to blame?I got a baby with a life and no future to gain, yeah the money *chorus*[E-Roc]I remember the time when I was sixThe American Dream was everybody gets, richBut yo, a fact for all to knowFour hundred years has passed, and we still po`He ain`t my Uncle, but Sam know what he`s talkin aboutIf you wanna get paid, sell your people outBut not me I`d rather do a crimeDeep in my rhyme; is it better for a black man to do time?To the red white and blue I don`t give a fuckBecause I live and die, just to make a buckSo I`m that mother-fuckerThat rob his daddy, and threw his ass in the gutterAnd I`m that foolthat sold his kids cocaine at schoolBut Jack`s an attorneySo I`ma do what I do, cause he`s makin all the motherfuckin...*gun shots*[Boots]I believe.. truthfully, we all gonna die somedaySo, die hustlin for yourselfor die hustlin for millions of your peopleThe choice is yours, choose your fateYou can get with this, or you can get with thatWe out *chorus*

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