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Текст песни Turk f Christina, Mickey - Growing Up

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[Mickey]I ain`t nothin but a hustler, I raised like thatPumpin gas or pumpin crack, we was paid like thatOl` G`s taught us game, we was made like thatCross the family, ya get sprayed wit a mac, laid flatMy uncle was sellin crack, my father was smokin Me and brother didn`t like the way my mother was copinSo we promised to get my momma outBetta car, betta houseAnd if daddy ain`t gettin shit togetha, fuck it, a betta spouseI know what this ghetto bout, I live that lifeNo heat, no light at the crib at nightStay strapped, gat attached next to my ribs at nightCause them fiends`ll try to steal yo lifeMuthafucka this ChicagoEverything I live for, I die forCash Money the click I`ll ride forYeah, they showed me love when them label wasn`t fuckin wit meNow the whole workld in love wit MickeyCash Money Millionaires nigga[Hook: Turk]Growing up was hard in them project bricksI ain`t gone even lie dawg I ain`t neva had shitIt was hard dawg wit out a father figureGive it up to my mom cuz she stood tall nigga[Christina]Nigga I`m from city where niggaz gang bang and shitUp on the corner drinkin henny, tryna hang and shitI tote em quick and make chickens get overTha first bitch in my gone get knocked the fuck overShit I`m not playin, them bullets gone start sprayinStart prayin, cuz gats gone start sprayinStop panicin, stayin calm to I bomb out this ghettoLeg, back, arms, ice up to the elbowRock Fenni, bitches envy me up in the ghettoSlimmy`s pack simmy`s, squeeze 50 in the ghettoTote Gucchi coats, toast toast in they thoartHit the roach, don`t smoke, it`ll have you senseless in the ghettoCuz niggaz will beat you senseless in the ghettoI`m glad I moved my mom to the ponds, out the palms of the ghettoTrue divas neva settle for the ghettoCome on, and that`s real Cash Money nigga[Hook][Turk]Three sons and a momma, growin up was hardCouldn`t keep up wit the Jones, cuz we didn`t have fundsIn the summer it was hot, cuz we didn`t have airDaddy wasn`t even around like he didn`t even careI ain`t gon` lie, sometimes I used to get pissed offAt my momma like it was her fault but it wasn`t at allUsed to keep a pair of tennis for at least six monthsWhen they got scuffed up, we just patched `em upHad to be inside early, yeah I punched the clockDidn`t have no telephone or no cable boxJust my momma and my brother gettin how we liveOne thing fa sho dawg we kept a mealLivin on welfare and my momma`s prayWishin that one day we gone get outta this hellThinkin to myself this shit all fucked upTimes was heard for me dawg growin up[Hook]

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