Текст песни Trick Daddy - Run Nigga
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{I thought all our problems were over}Westcoast, we`re not suppose to know betterI suppose we just suppose to let this shit happen, huh?You mother fuckers done lost y`all mindY`all done bumped y`all mother fuckin headNow there`s got to be somethin done bout all this shit that`s occurrinI don`t like itI don`t like it one mother fuckin bitTrick Daddy:Free meI`ve been captured by some demonsThey drainin my bloodTaken samples of my semenGot the nerve to call me crazyTappin all my telephonesQuestioning my lady`sBut I trained them every summerHope to ball and never fumbleSurvive in the jungleIt stinks like Stevie WonderRainy days, I`ll be the thunderNo carma and no dramaSo I gots to ask my mamaYo, why Kenny left me starvinDidn`t daddy do his part?She explained she had a heartShe did all that she could do; She kept her faith in god{Its Hard}Courus: x2You better run niggaDo ya thang niggaGet off a chain niggaCause you`s a free niggaRun niggaThang niggaChain nigga{What}I`m holding in my hand an original copy of the emancipation proclamationMuch to my dismay I noticed that Lincoln forgot to sign itAnd that means technically I`m still a slave and you`re still a slave ownerTre+6 :I rest around the roudy bout it g niggasAnd niggas who wanna be known as thugsLivin the life because they wanna boom in money and drugsBut ain`t no love when they sprayPray for them everydayCause they kill ya dead and take ya bread if you play with they lateTo my dismay my niggas ain`t no thugsThey some slaves tryin to runaway to a better dayAnd anything in they way, they gonna crush itBut if ain`t about that flow then don`t discuss itPlopin and pumpin we off the chain and disgustedWillin to die for anything, and that`s officialWithout or with you, pistol be government issuedWith the scrached off word so the Tre would be observedWe serve, L-Ron fuckin with nerveFunk Boogie:See no like myselfSee I hear no, speak no, see no evilExcept for them demons that be by lookin like everyday peopleTryin to get up in my mindframe, stop me from doing my thangSee if I was a killa, y`all would hear my nine milli {WHAT} bangBut na that never was my skillo, Funk Boogie mostly just be like chillenDealin wit these crooked villains, standin ready like FreddieTryin to whoop a nigga for somethinThat`s why I`m on the rock so for sure they gets nothinExcept a nigga asscrack, kiss it, runaway slave, that`s the clickWe set you free nigga, break yourself from the clinchCourus: x 2Tre+6 :Samba bring dead ain`t got shit to live forTalkin bout you real how you killed soScared to death, shakin like a dildoFind something to live forIt`s sad to see you with that slave mentalityLet me set you free, come follow my cracks ain`t no lookin backBetter run like hell, for sure you`ll end up dead, don`t bump your headMan I`m bout to make right for you and meTo my ghetto children, Be FreeSee how life`s suppose to beRun niggaWhatThang niggaWhatChain niggaWhat{It`s over}Run niggaWhat {it`s over}Thang niggaWhat {it`s overChain niggaWhat {it`s over}{Nigga we runaway slaves}{Nigga we runaway slaves and we ain`t going back}