Текст песни Yung Ro f Slim Thug - Feels Good to be a Gangsta
Yung Ro f Slim Thug - Feels Good to be a Gangsta слова песни
(*talking*)Yeah, Slim ThuggerYung Ro, Color Changin` ClickBoss Hogg Outlawz, Paid In FullBoyz-N-Blue, damn it feels good to be a gangsta yeah[Slim Thug]Damn it feel good, to be a gangstaA young ghetto superstar, on the blockAll the kids in the hood, look up to the BossCause they see me, with the ice and the dropsI`m the one niggaz call, when shit jump offCause they know I`m never scared, to blastAnd if you talk down, on my side or my hoodI`m quick to put a hole, in your assO.G. Slim Thugger`s, what they call meAll the young G`s, give me they respectCause I made it out the hood, and a nigga living goodBut I still, look out for my setAll the chicks, wanna be in my presenceJust to witness all the riches, and the powerThey never seen a young teen, grow up to be a kingGetting what they make in a year, in a hourAll the while, I don`t let the cash impress meCause I`ve been a young hustler, from the startIt`s just all my hard work, slowly paying offCause God knows, I`m a hustler in the heartSee I never let the money, or fame change meYou can still catch Slim, in the streetsAnd even though I rap now, still keep a strap nowTucked up, under the seatSo all I gotta say, to you wanna-be gonna-beDick sucking, motherfucking prankstasWhen the shit goes down, what the fuck you gon doDamn it feels good, to be a gangsta(*talking*)Yeah, we take pride in what we doAnd personally I`d like to describe myself, as a nobody thoughYou feel me, I don`t give a fuck what you do my niggaWhatever you do take pride in it you feel me, feel good[Yung Ro]Damn it feel good, to be a nobodyWell respected, you can call me Yung RoYou see my name ring bells, from movies to doing flowsBut I still, got so far to goSo I keep on grinding, with my head upAnd realize, I done came a long wayBut my mind`s on the future, and my future`s unpredictableI can`t stay crunk, about todaySo behind all the fame, and the lime lightI`m bout bidness, everyday of the weekCause I got people depending on me, and they can`t understandHow I can come home, without food to eatBut when I`m grinding, and I`m tired of it allTelling God I`m sick and tired, of this placeIt ain`t a feeling in this world, that can compare to the lookOf appreciation, on my mama`s faceSo I hold it down, for my T. LadyMy kin folk, and my niggaz on the blockRight boogie when I can, and send `em words of inspirationCause I know, it get hard on lockSo when I come to your city, doing shows maynShow love, when you see me fall throughJust holla nobody, and I swear I`ll holla backCause that`s how, real nobody`s doNow throw your set in the air, if you gang bangAffiliated, or just love the hoodCould give a fuck where you from, if you real it`s one hundredThat`s my word homie, it`s all goodSo when you hear me on a song, screaming nobodyYou gotta know what it mean, to be a nobodyTo say nobody, huh g`yeahDamn it feel good, to be a nobody