Текст песни Warren G f Butch Cassidy, W.C. - Young Locs Slow Down
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[WC talking][Warren G]Take notes young locs, I advise y`all to slow downGlocks, K`s, and eagles trying to put a murder downWatching fools servin` foundPut your eyes on the prize, hitting switchesAnd getting bitches with plenty richesAnd if you bang homie, do thatBut when your ass gets slapped with that 25, handle thatAnd all you see is the glamor and goldDon`t know the other side of the game is where it`s scandalous and coldYour destiny is in your hands, you got controlWasting time with your life until your ass is oldTrying to be bold, a hog and a pimpEighteen years old, HIV in the limp[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]Can`t fuck with, what you asked forSometimes you just should let goGet what you need and not wantSome folks believe and some don`tThese are the ones that don`t lastHard head makes soft assBut it was something that I had to haveI just had to have[WC]Whats crackin` gangstaLittle woe G sake with a bang looseDickie sagging how should kicking itBangs with me, nigga let me swang with youHop in this cut dog, and split this game to yaI see them niggas that got ya tatted and called it padderingA clutch and a glock, banging on niggas at the bus stopPutting in work, leave you broke, cloke white shirtDoing dirt trying to gain strikes for the turfLoc, what up, shit I knew your brotherYou used to bang with him, when you was a little motherfuckerUntil they amputated both of my legs, circled the blockCaught your brother slippin` and flippin` the leadRetaliation was swift, furious, just know this hood shit is seriousFor the sake of if remembers, see your `bout your paperAnd remember, loc`s success is best with revenge on these haters, nigga[Chorus: Butch Cassidy][WC]Murder, murder, murder[Warren G]I don`t wanna dieI`m trying to live, trying to surviveMurder, murder, murder[WC]I don`t wanna dieI`m trying to live, trying to surviveNiggas done got the game twistedYet if these bustas pump `em upAnd just start division, fool listenLife is like a grab shotYou can either hit the jackpotStack a not and get a calf shot[Warren G]Live you life homieDon`t get pumped up to dump and get crackedAnd moms put a block on the phoneYou`s a hard motherfucker, but now you all alone[WC]All alone in the streets it was onBut hit the leather for penitentery friends goneYour on your own[Warren G]Until the youth, I spit to youThey call me G dub and I spit the truth[Chorus: Butch Cassidy][WC talking to end]