Текст (слова) песни: Cormega - Glory Days

[Mega] Yea Spank, what up my nigga
[Spank] Sup, baby whats happenin`
[Mega] Yo son man, look at this shit man
times be fuckin` changin` man
Know what I`m sayin man
I wish we just go back sometimes
You know what I mean
[Spank] No doubt son, you know we all wish
that man, but we goin` through transition right now baby
[Mega] Son as long as I got my niggas with me
But let me reminisce yo

[Cormega]
I`m about to take your minds on a trip
Cuz everytime I rhyme I kick `The Realness`
Remember niggas used to take gold frames and snatch chains
Infact that changed, cuz the error of the crack game was real
Mad nights, I used to daydream
Wishin` I could be the next Alpo? or Green? for Fourth Ring?
I used to be magnetized to fly rides
Had a scheme to get my cream and eventually rise
I became a little nigga gettin` money type often
Livin` the ill life, sportin` Nike Delta forces
I saw Scarface and got my first taste for power
I never knew grams of powder could make bags of dollars
I spent hours writin` graffiti
And niggas like Smitty made gettin` rich look real easy
Remember when...

Damn son you takin` a nigga back right now

[Chorus]
Yo, to all my ghetto legends, whether live or in the essence
Facing fed time or in a pearl white Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit back and just analize
Cause nothin` moves faster than the hands of time

[Cormega]
And I remember when the whole drug game was hot
Son a cop got shot, in Southside Queens
And tactical narcotics teams making headlines
Being big time could get you fed time
Undercover vibe, pouring out just like red wine
Mega keys, gettin` C`s `bout D`s
I heard stories `bout bulletproof 300 E`s
Yo the mind of a analist is mine so handle it
The way I right rhymes, considered a gift
I used to wish that I could be fly like Black Trent
Rockin` Fi-las, rhyme was the thing I couldn`t de-ny
I used to read about supplies gettin` busted
Cuz guys that they trusted, made deals with D.A.`s, minds corrupted
The feds estimated Fat Cat was gettin` millions
Black Ratti was the richest nigga in my building
Remember when...

Yea son was doing his thing

[Chorus]

[Cormega]
Before my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben
And live niggas memories you live again
Sometimes I close my eyes and just reminisce
And wonder how alotta cats got so rich
I can`t forget RK, he introduced lots of loose rocks
A few cops, and alotta sales from rooftops, yea
You shoulda seen the deez when Will bought the red 3-Roller
Memories of those days are golden
Yea, for all my ghetto legends
Ever burrough, all my niggas who was thorough
Yea, knah mean

[Cormega talking]
Know what I`m sayin` son
Niggas was holdin` it down back then
Fat Cat, Tony Montana, Big Wall, Queen
Niggas for the team
Motherfuckin my man Supreme Magnetic and Four Green?
All them Brooklyn niggas
Alpo? and all them mobstyle niggas doin` it uptown
Boy George all them Bronx niggas
Niggas was seein` money back then son
The Glory Days, know what I`m sayin`
Y`all niggas know what I`m talkin` `bout, word

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cormega - Glory Days [Mega] Yea Spank, what up my nigga [Spank] Sup, baby whats happenin` [Mega] Yo son man, look at this shit man times be fuckin` changin` man Know what I`m sayin man I wish we just go back sometimes You know what I mean [Spank] No doubt son, you know we all wish that man, but we goin` through transition right now baby [Mega] Son as long as I got my niggas with me But let me reminisce yo [Cormega] I`m about to take your minds on a trip Cuz everytime I rhyme I kick `The Realness` Remember niggas used to take gold frames and snatch chains Infact that changed, cuz the error of the crack game was real Mad nights, I used to daydream Wishin` I could be the next Alpo? or Green? for Fourth Ring? I used to be magnetized to fly rides Had a scheme to get my cream and eventually rise I became a little nigga gettin` money type often Livin` the ill life, sportin` Nike Delta forces I saw Scarface and got my first taste for power I never knew grams of powder could make bags of dollars I spent hours writin` graffiti And niggas like Smitty made gettin` rich look real easy Remember when... Damn son you takin` a nigga back right now [Chorus] Yo, to all my ghetto legends, whether live or in the essence Facing fed time or in a pearl white Lexus Sometimes you gotta sit back and just analize Cause nothin` moves faster than the hands of time [Cormega] And I remember when the whole drug game was hot Son a cop got shot, in Southside Queens And tactical narcotics teams making headlines Being big time could get you fed time Undercover vibe, pouring out just like red wine Mega keys, gettin` C`s `bout D`s I heard stories `bout bulletproof 300 E`s Yo the mind of a analist is mine so handle it The way I right rhymes, considered a gift I used to wish that I could be fly like Black Trent Rockin` Fi-las, rhyme was the thing I couldn`t de-ny I used to read about supplies gettin` busted Cuz guys that they trusted, made deals with D.A.`s, minds corrupted The feds estimated Fat Cat was gettin` millions Black Ratti was the richest nigga in my building Remember when... Yea son was doing his thing [Chorus] [Cormega] Before my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben And live niggas memories you live again Sometimes I close my eyes and just reminisce And wonder how alotta cats got so rich I can`t forget RK, he introduced lots of loose rocks A few cops, and alotta sales from rooftops, yea You shoulda seen the deez when Will bought the red 3-Roller Memories of those days are golden Yea, for all my ghetto legends Ever burrough, all my niggas who was thorough Yea, knah mean [Cormega talking] Know what I`m sayin` son Niggas was holdin` it down back then Fat Cat, Tony Montana, Big Wall, Queen Niggas for the team Motherfuckin my man Supreme Magnetic and Four Green? All them Brooklyn niggas Alpo? and all them mobstyle niggas doin` it uptown Boy George all them Bronx niggas Niggas was seein` money back then son The Glory Days, know what I`m sayin` Y`all niggas know what I`m talkin` `bout, word Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Glory Days: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/15624.html Все тексты песен: Cormega » Cormega - A Slick Response » Cormega - Testament » Cormega - Unforgiven » Cormega - Dead Man Walking » Cormega - Fallen Soldiers (Remix) » Cormega - The Saga » Cormega - Fuck Nas and Nature » Cormega - Killaz Theme » Cormega - Fallen Soldiers » Cormega - Hold His Own » Cormega - Thug Life (Extended Version) » Cormega - Testament » Cormega - Verbal Graffiti » Cormega - Take Mine » Cormega - Montana Diary » Cormega - 5 for 40 » Cormega - Dramatic Entrance » Cormega - Straight Outta QB » Cormega - One Love » Cormega - American Beauty Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Кайгородцев, Виктор Крячко - Песенка медведя-рыболова » Михей и Джуманджи - Туда (совместно с Инной Стил) » Михаил Гребенщиков - Браслет » Михаил Щербаков - Однажды думал » Михаил Володин - Соборная площадь » Маша Распутина - Много разных на свете песен » Михаил Щербаков - К речи » Михаил Щербаков - Затем же, зачем рыжий клоун рыж... » Михаил Кочетков - Два алкоголика на даче » Михаил Чегодаев - Мария Магдалина » Мёртвые дельфины - Мёртвый город » Михаил Сипер - Трубач » Мираж - Наступает ночь » Михаил Анчаров - Большая апрельская баллада » Михаил Басин - Этюд » Михаил Щербаков - Юбилейная (эльфийская) » Мария Гескина - Потешила самолюбие... » Михаил Сипер - Чем останусь я в веках... » Михаил Володин - Нулевая погода » Мумий Тролль - Делай меня точно
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