Текст (слова) песни: Above The Law - Legends

Chorus
To the people thats been locked away for a while
Keep your head up
To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life
Never give up (No never give up)
To my people that are lost along the way
I`ll never forget (I`ll never forget)
Live your life the way you have to to get ahead
With no regrets

I used to run with straight cap peelers
Hardcore killers
To the people next door I wasn`t nothin but the dope dealer
Stayin up all night to make ends meet
Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain`t cheap
And ask me do my momma know a thing - hell nah
Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law
I got tired of seeing the drama on her face
All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place
So I worked odd job after odd job for the man
But that didn`t even get my ends close enough to shake hands
I’m stressed out right about now
So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down
He said you make 2 G`s a drop
Nigga don`t be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped
Thinkin to myself I`ma do this for now
Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut
I`m doing about six drops a week
I`m knowin niggaz from everyhood - partner it`s all good
I`m in school tryin to live out moms dream
Outsell y`all and make a bomb ass smoke screen
Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne
Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain
I thank God I never been to the pen
But if I had to I`d do it again
Y`all better ask somebody
(Phone rings)
What`s up man, this is Vin man
-yo what`s hapnin man
I got some drama with some old playa haters
-ah man, that`s why you was blowin me up man? (-stop through)
old horny ass, I`ll be there in a mintue

Like G`s we roll with the ass rocked
Like G`s we roll with the tops down
Like G`s we coast til homey past the post
Cuz yo we finna get fucked up
I say uhhh kick the ? and uhhh

Can you fell my illustration
I`m thick for the penetration
No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf
I`m kinda horny - I just bounced from the county
So if you don`t mind me absorbing the womb
Hit it smooth then slide out the room
After making you assume the position
Now I`m in the twist after goin on a mission
Gotta spit at my homeys though - you know my peoples
Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood - we all equal
I was talkin to my partner the other day
We was sitting in the mall parking lot
He was bout to serve three chicken wings
He said "shit ain`t changed, homey, shit ain`t changed"
So uh, strap for strap even though I rap
Ain`t know way in the hell I can watch my own back
So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left
One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed
Hit you ass like the stealth - Above the Law
Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar
See I`m pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics
I`m on a cheddar run so my family benefits
I through the videos on the table for my young ones
Let the maid know that I`m out - y`all I`m on one
To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat
Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby
Now my homies, I love my Cali scene
It`s the real thing, it’s the real thing

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