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альбомы: The Dynasty, The Dynasty Roc la Familia
Streets Is Talking
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Jay-Z
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: The Dynasty, The Dynasty Roc la Familia
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Is he a blood? Is he a crip? Is he that? Is he this? Did he do it? You know uhh LookIf I shoot you I'm brainless Different toilet, same shit and I'm sick of explainin' this I'm waitin' on arraignment my nigga is the plantiff Yeah I know what you thinkin' fucked up ain't it?I shoulda known better and I planned to But dog they be takin' me out of my zone like a nigga with a handle I sat back and watched it put the gats back in the closet That's what I tied my hands like an Iraqi hostageLet niggas take shots at me no response I just flip and pop my collar like the fons You give a nigga a foot he'll take you one step beyond He'll try to play you twice the third time is the charmYou wanna conversate with the writer of the Quran Or old testament don't test him then I know what y'all thinkin' dick, pause Your future's my past I've been here beforeI know when you're schemin' I feel when you ply And I got mental vision, intuition I know where you goin' I read your mind's navigational system Everybody whisperin' pers-pers-pers-perspirin'When the streets is talkin' niggas is gossipin' Bitches all in your shit what's the cause of it? I need to knowYou see me with a bodyguard that means police is watchin' And I only use his waist to keep my glock in But when shit goes down you know who's doin' the poppin' And if you don't know guess who's doin' the droppin'S dot again y'all got him in a bad mood Bad move that's bad news How many times have I got to prove? How many loved ones have you got to lose?Before you realize that it's probably true Whatever Jigga say Jigga probably do Shit I paid my dues I made the news I came in the door for dolo blazed the crewsAnd the streets say"Jigga can't go back home" You know when I heard that when I was back home I'm comfortable dog Brooklyn to Rome On any Martin Luther don't part with your futureDon't ever question if I got the heart to shoot ya The answer is simply too dark for the user And as a snot-nose they said that "He got flows" But will he be able to drop those before the cops close in?'For the shots froze him and he's dead and gone From what the block has spoken my God Everybody stressin' who's his baby's moms? Who he got pregnant? Let me tell you ahhNigga streets is talkin' niggaz is gossipin' Bitches all in your shit what's the cause of it? I need to knowWhen the, streets is talkin' niggas is gossipin' Bitches all in your shit what's the cause of it? I need to knowI seen my first murder in the hall if you must know I lost my pops when I was eleven twelve years old He's probably somewhere where the liquor is takin' it's toll But I ain't mad at you dad holla at your ladI grew up pushin' snowflake to niggas that was pro-base The stress'll take a young nigga give him a old face All I did was smoke joke think and drink Cop came they complained front row watch gameI seen niggas before me with a chance to write they own script Slip up and change the story I seen young niggas go out in a blaze of glory Before reachin' puberty scared a nigga truthfullyI took trips with so much shit in the whip That if the cops pulled us over the dog'd get sick, sniff Smell me nigga, the real me nigga, minus the rumors Holla if you feel me niggaThe streets is not only watchin' but they talkin' now Shit they got me circlin' the block before I'm parkin' now Don't get it twisted I ain't bitchin' I'm just cautious now Sub under the parka extra cartridge nowHit his click sig up you fell at it you're dense I get word to the street like Bell Atlantic Express I feel the vibes and I hear the rumors But fuck it I'm still alive and I'm still in jumaa I know stafallahNiggas wanna press me put my back to the wall But pressure bust pipes I know I spat to y'all To know me is to love me you see me, can't be me hate this Fuck you I got guns like Neo in 'Matrix'Cross the family think Mac's sweet like Cairo Or soft like play doh get knocked off like Fredo Corleone They find you with a hole in your dome I roll with niggas that'll follow you and go to your homeThought you ball But nigga you fall to my defense Catch you while you reachin' Clip you then I cross you then I'm leavinApply full court pressure Like four-four get you out of here, pull pressure To the trigger bullets fly in three's You forever rest under bullshit, dirt lies and leavesI do bullshit Dirt tell lies then leave Look in my eyes Realize it's beansNiggas wanna despise the team Till I play head coach and straight up divide they team Trade they man for some pies and a couple of things Till the bullet ahh motherfuckers yeah
Это интересно:Шон Ко́ри Ка́ртер ((англ. Shawn Corey Carter), более известный как JAY Z (англ. Джей Зи) 4 декабря 1969, Бруклин, Нью-Йорк) — американский рэпер, один из самых влиятельных и состоятельных деятелей современной хип-хоп музыки, имел собственный капитал более $500 млн. по состоянию на 2012 год. Джей Зи, избавился от дефиса в своем псевдониме: теперь он называет себя не Jay-Z, а JAY Z. Об этом сообщает в твиттере журналист... продолжение
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