Текст песни Too Short - Survivin` the Game
Too Short - Survivin` the Game слова песни
Yeah Short Dawg in the houseSurvivin the game man, it ain`t easy whenyou out here for uh ten years hanging with the cut-throatsback stabbers, playa haters y`know what I`m sayin?but I`m a bitch killa always was, and always will be If you ain`t in the right state of mind don`t play with meCause they ain`t never ended slaveryYou fuckin with my freedom, let`s keep it real foolDon`t underestimate niggaz who`ll kill youCause everything changed, and everybody got a strapDon`t wanna be attacked keep it on your lapI`m smobbing in my drop, smiling like PriestSuperfly top down speeding through the streetskillas on the prowl,and jacking is howThey get paid pull out a gat and break your ass downNigga show no fear, but you scared as hellAnd your partner riding with you is prepared to tellbut you don`t know it yet, you havin hella funand when the shit hit the fan and you on the runyou better pray if they catch your homeboy firstCause if they put him under pressure, he bound to burstinto a long conversation bout everything you didNo more tusslin, time to do a bidin the brand new jail that they built for youwhere the smallest little thing you get killed over(survivin the game) Ain`t to bailin out, you mad as hellInstead of send you to school, they keep you in jailthat cost way more, when you do timeWhen you creep through the hood and kill your own kindthey building county jails, and penitentiariesThey gettin ready for the motherfucking 21st centurycomputers taking over, money`s obsoleteNow they buying all the houses in the ghetto streetsthey way we live now, we can`t last longCause everyday niggaz gettin they blast onfunerals and court dates, plea bargain for your lifeyou`ll be out in twelve years, once a month see your wifeNow how that sound?You killed the black man, now they got you locked downthey let you learn a trade, working years for penniesAnd that shit you building, was making white man plentygot the game fucked up, and you`ll never be richIt`s all about respect and they treat you like a bitch(survivin the game) I was born with the skills of a black manto survive in the streets and keep stackinI`m thirty years old, and far from doneI don`t care what you think, I ain`t forgot where I`m fromeast Oakland / and that`s where I learnedeverything I know, and when I got my turnI never came fake on a microphoneI always let em know that the town is homeI wasn`t born in Oakland, I was born a mackStay true to the game, always stating the factsBitch you can`t stop my mack attackI know you love this shit, when I rap like thatyou never would get me to change my styleI spent 20 million dollars on a brand new houseI got bills to pay, no time to be fakeEating top rump don`t fuck with steakdon`t be jealous of me, cause it`s well knownI could slip in a minute after hella songsmake one fake album and I`m throughI be a broke ass nigga like youso I just try to stay focused and do my jobTurn that shit up loud and watch a bitch head bobCause I`m the Too S-H-O-R-TI take a square ass bitch and turn her into a freak(survivin the game) Now growing old in the streets aint no easy taskLosing homeboys every time the season passGettin phone calls, another soldier deadSittin in the car got four in the headRush to his mama house the shit is realTrying to find out why a nigga got killedI`m about to hurt somebody, give a fuck whoCause you already know what you need to dokill another black man that`s what you figureJust what we need, another dead niggagot your guns you don`t want noneYou stupid motherfucker where they come fromfrom the white man, get em like fast foodWith an attitude to make a nigga blast youYou little violent motherfucker don`t play with meCause they ain`t never ended slavery fuckin with my freedom(survivin the game)