Текст песни X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious) - Nefarious
X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious) - Nefarious слова песни
[X-Raided talking]X-raided locc back in the houseMy nigga Big CountryMotherfucking mafia...hah, it`s going downWe gonna introduce you to a nigga I know pretty wellHis name is Nefarious...hahaFin to break this shit down for youMy motherfucking nigga IsosolisAnd we do it like this...yeah[First Verse]It`s the same old shit everywhere I lookDeath and destruction, killing over nothinI know I made a contributionBut in the ghetto ain`t no motherfucking constitutionNiggas be shooting everything that don`t look rightAnd if you got an attitude you`ll catch a ghetto flightThe jaws of life can`t save you when we crush yaI can`t trust ya cause the homie told me you a bustaAnd motherfuckers hate to see a nigga having thangsYou think I`m jokin, but I don`t see nobody laughing kidI want to go AWOL like a prison riotAnd if a gaurd try`s to stop me then thats his mistakeThink I`m a fake I`ll brake you off somthing seriousIt used to be X-Raided now it`s NefariousIt`s very rough, cause ain`t no other way for me to comeThem AWOL motherfucking niggas on the run[Chorus: repeat 2X]X-Raided is Nefarious; the D.A. said soTold the jury "he`s crazy, you can`t let him go"And Castro had my back to a certain extentBut they still didn`t find a nigga innocent[Second Verse]Don`t repent nowChange your ways cause you went to jailYou say your silent but motherfucker how can I tellI ain`t following no rules, I`m a rebel y`allI didn`t come to the pen and stop breaking lawsI smoke weed with the homie when he first get inAnd in the visiting booth, my mocha give me headIn the county jail I had a walkman and tapeBitches playing with they pussy`s in the visit tankRubbin on that clitoris while I`m sitting there staring like a motherfuckThinking bout to bust itYou niggas knowin it`s the truthHave the cops on the payroll lettin a nigga do what he wanna doGet your door popped if I want to get that assGet in the visiting booth, and then my mocha passMe a bag of the greensAnd I stay high five west three thirteen[Chorus][Third Verse]The mornig afterSitting in my cellThe jury found me guiltyNo tears in my eyes, no suprise can you feel meIt was anticipationThe media had me guilty with no deliberationBut only ho`s break down when it gets roughI lost a bomb bitch, she said she had enoughMy mocha told me "baby boy, I got your back"So far so good , but I can`t believe none of thatTime to tell the story better than I ever couldI say I wouldn`t give a fuck, but I bet I wouldYet I refuse to beg a bitch to stay with meIf she want to go, then I`ma let her leaveIn the pen it`s kinda hard to keep your girl happyMy homie lost his lady to a dyke named BettyNappy hair, nappy chin like Ice CubeAnd I refuse to lose[Chorus][Ending Verse]Yeah...what...what...Yeah...1-8-7 on the D.A.He ain`t tryin to give a young black nigga no leewayYes, yes y`all 1-8-7 on the whole court room motherfuck them all1-8-7 on the D.A.He ain`t tryin to give a young motherfucker no leewayYes, yes y`all 1-8-7 on the whole court room motherfuck them allThe Nefarious...X-Raided in the motherfucking houseThe Nefarious...yeah...bitchBig Country whats up locc...yeah, it`s going down in a real way