Текст (слова) песни: Big Tymers - Nigga Couldn`t Know

[Lil` Wayne]
Big Tymers, nigga (Big Tymers, nigga)
I got that work, nigga (I got that work, nigga)
Look, look, listen:

This is where them niggas die fast
Sell bricks and buy bags
They dodge class to hit the block and go find cash
If you try to pass - take my advice: drive fast
`Cause, my man, ain`t no escapin` when shots blast
You wonder why the cops keep circlin`
Niggas murderin`
I ain`t never saw `em before
Tonight we twurkin` `em
Niggas wearin` masks like glasses
Niggas got on tank tops and a pair of Reebok classics
Pants to my knees `cause the glock make it slouch
I can`t talk right now - I got three rocks in my mouth
And, wodie, when we enter-- niggas freeze up like it`s winter
And if a nigga whisper, pistols eat him up for dinner
Seventeen representer - you don`t like it, do somethin`
And I`ll bet you`ll see a nigga outside `bout two-somethin`
And we like to dress in all black up in my residence
Ain`t got on no suits `cause we ain`t tryin` to be presidents

(Hook - 2x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])
[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] And hit blocks with glocks
Make `em get on the floor

[Baby]
Nigga wakin` up to alley cats and rats
Project bitches that tote gats
Niggas kickin` the dope, but the crack done smack back
Lil` niggas runnin` through the hallways
While other niggas playin` ball - made a court in the driveway
Things ain`t the same where I use to play
It`s guns and broads
New cars, neighborhood superstars
And hoes smokin` cigars
Lil` ones sittin` on the car
Watchin` the bus hollerin`,
"Them people comin!" when that blue car pull up
I`m tired of catchin` cuts, and bendin` corners
I got that work - got youngsters on all four corners
You got the quarters, and you got them halves
I got the quarter ki`s, and Fresh got the slabs
Ten a ki is the price if you want a brick
And if you don`t know that, nigga - tax the bitch

(Hook - 2x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])
[Wayne] Nigga, we done moved more coke
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] And more ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
Make `em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, wodie

[Mannie Fresh]
It`s the return of the click-clackin`
Downtown pistol packin`
Y`all remember me from back in the `89 era
When killers use to wear mascara
And run through the court causin` terror
Random riot gunshots
Government-issued glocks
That`s bakin` soda added with that odor - now you got clatch pots
Niggas went from (?) to frozen cups
To catchin` cuts, to big ole nuts
Shorty, I been on missions
Jackin` niggas for Balley competitions
Stickin` guns in bustas` backs
Everybody, come out your Polos and your Zodiacs
But that was back in the days
See, niggas done changed they ways
Went from snug-nose-38`s to hand grenades
Now it`s a must that niggas bust back when they get cussed at
Or fussed at
Nine-millimeters, glocks, pumps, riot guns, niggas can trust that

(Hook - 4x [Lil` Wayne + Baby])
[Wayne] Nigga, we done sold more coke
[Baby] than a nigga could know
[Wayne] More money, more cars
[Baby] than a nigga could show
[Wayne] More ice - cheap price
[Baby] than a nigga could score
[Wayne] We hit blocks with glocks
Make `em get on the floor
[Baby] For sure, lil` one

[Wayne] What!

[Baby {talking}]
Y`all got to understand
We got this shit on lock, wodie
If you ain`t makin` money you ain`t doin` what you suppose to
I understand niggas kickin` in doors for twenty-inch momo`s
Whatever it take, lil` daddy
And it don`t matter
If I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take mines
If you get caught up, you better believe it..
that that iron gon` get your mind right, dog
We hustlin` for sure, fa
Bling-blingin` without a doubt
Like new cars, and pretty broads
And neighborhood superstars
Money
Bitches
Rags to riches

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[Baby {talking}] Y`all got to understand We got this shit on lock, wodie If you ain`t makin` money you ain`t doin` what you suppose to I understand niggas kickin` in doors for twenty-inch momo`s Whatever it take, lil` daddy And it don`t matter If I get caught up in a struggle, I got to take mines If you get caught up, you better believe it.. that that iron gon` get your mind right, dog We hustlin` for sure, fa Bling-blingin` without a doubt Like new cars, and pretty broads And neighborhood superstars Money Bitches Rags to riches Нравится песня? 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