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Текст (слова) песни: Big L - Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

(Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different?
They don`t give a damn who gets killed
Just as long as "the dice keep rollin
The hoes keep hoein
And the money keeps flowin")

My name is L, and I`m from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
On 139 and Lennox Ave. there`s a big park
And if you`re soft, don`t go through it when it gets dark
Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
They`re sneakier than alley cats
That`s why I carry gats
Yo, I`m a muthafuckin fugitive
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live
Because to me it`s all about a buck
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the city, shootin shit up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and took his half
Because I`m all about ends and skins
When you got dough, you don`t need no muthafuckin friends
If I catch you on a late night, black, you`re gettin stuck, jack
My moms told me to get a job, fuck that
Aiyo, picture me gettin a job
Takin orders from Bob, sellin corn on the cob
Yo, how the hell I`ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
Man, I rather do another hit
I want clean clothes, mean hoes, and all that other shit
Yo, I admit, I`m a sucker
A low down, dirty, sneaky, double-crossin canivin muthafucka
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar
I wasn`t `poor`, I was po`, I couldn`t afford the `o-r`
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to strip, I wanna see some birthmarks
Like a ninja, dressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the funds, then I run down the street fast
I vicked this nigga named Eugene
Took his brand new ring
Cause stickin up`s a everyday routine
Once I was crusin in a beat-up ride
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side
I told him, "Give up the dough, before you get smoked
Oh you`re broke? ( *shots* ) now you`re dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy
A top-notch crook snatchin pocket books from old ladies
I don`t care, I`ll do anything to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truck, cause I don`t give a fuck
Some say I`m ruthless, some say I`m grim
Once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many brains I bust
Cause I was livin the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous

Word
All of us from Harlem
139
That`s livin the lifestyle of the poor & dangerous
Uknowmsayin?
This goes out
To my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice
Reggie Reg, T.C., Todd, Lou, Black Tone
Whitey, Ty Speeder, Ru Dog, Herb McGruff
E-Jet, G Love, Doc Ring, Slice and Rich Dice
I can`t forget the 1-4-0
Lennox Ave., troop
And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the Skate, Dog
And my man Kerry
Peace

(Now what kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda life is that for a fuckin child?
Word to mother
Fuck all that stupid shit
Controversial, not commercial, nigga)

 

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