Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Highlife

[B-Real]
I rolled you up like my Rizla
Cut you up, with my sisters
You wanna get us - yeah, the venom spitters
Your style`s trash: don`t litter
You got the jitters the hardhitters
No quitters your soul quivers
When you see the gats blazin, get out the street now
There ain`t no use for you beggin to turn the heat down
You label me coldblooded
You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded
You can`t cut it
You wack, but it`s - no use your mouth shut it
Shootin arrows diamond-studded, and still budded
You got to love it, you better chase the paper all day
So you can walk down the long platinum hallway
But now the fools are minutemade;
they get played for a minute
then played out they never get back in it
Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor
You got hit by the 4-4!

Chorus: B-Real

You`re in the game called life, son - how you`re livin it
Street corner kids growin up blowin up
You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights
But in the end your soul`s lost, you lost the shine right
Never turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you
Stand alone for the cheddar - and they`ll be through with you
The highlife; yeah, the highlife
The highlife; yeah, the highlife

[B-Real]
You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy
It`s gettin greasy, I had to learn how to beat me
That`s when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket
And still kick it hardcore I`m runnin real with it
Niggaz getting softcore, the people want more
hardcore shit that`s why I give them an encore
Curtains opened, you see the people applaud feelin it
You can`t figure out the formula so you`re stealin it
Can`t stand unoriginal cats with minimal
skills that`s criminal - you fake bitches!
You`re lookin for riches, in the wrong places
The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath
When you fall feel your knees shatter
The bones breakin with your weak blatter
Pissin on yourself it don`t matter
Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set date
Dreams gone instead fate didn`t hesitate
to put you away, close the gates now you`re locked out
Your life: cable, with all the porn channels blocked out (damn!)
What you good for? Nothin, so be gone suckers
Have a nice trip see you motherfuckers!

Chorus

[Sen Dog]
I live for the highlife, get my mind right
Fuck the fame, the game and the limelights
Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate
But they can`t match the aura, can`t impersonate
See the first things that comes to pass, is the blast
of the Cypress Hill weed funk blazin up a path
You can`t help, but inhale and get strong
You need that good shit all up in your lungs
I live fast, and keep energy in motion
Jah bless, so I feel I been chosen
But I know, (?) of he who conquers
You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder
I check myself and make sure I`m comin real tight
Rhyme for my fam, the G`s and the highlife

[B-Real]
The highlife - hah, hah
The highlife yeah

Chorus

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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: Cypress Hill - Highlife [B-Real] I rolled you up like my Rizla Cut you up, with my sisters You wanna get us - yeah, the venom spitters Your style`s trash: don`t litter You got the jitters the hardhitters No quitters your soul quivers When you see the gats blazin, get out the street now There ain`t no use for you beggin to turn the heat down You label me coldblooded You wanna warm me up with hot lead the gat thudded You can`t cut it You wack, but it`s - no use your mouth shut it Shootin arrows diamond-studded, and still budded You got to love it, you better chase the paper all day So you can walk down the long platinum hallway But now the fools are minutemade; they get played for a minute then played out they never get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor You got hit by the 4-4! Chorus: B-Real You`re in the game called life, son - how you`re livin it Street corner kids growin up blowin up You chase dreams you want the highlife, with the skylights But in the end your soul`s lost, you lost the shine right Never turn your back ever, on niggaz true to you Stand alone for the cheddar - and they`ll be through with you The highlife; yeah, the highlife The highlife; yeah, the highlife [B-Real] You gotta hang out with B. Reezy, and take it easy It`s gettin greasy, I had to learn how to beat me That`s when you go for dolo, and get your meal ticket And still kick it hardcore I`m runnin real with it Niggaz getting softcore, the people want more hardcore shit that`s why I give them an encore Curtains opened, you see the people applaud feelin it You can`t figure out the formula so you`re stealin it Can`t stand unoriginal cats with minimal skills that`s criminal - you fake bitches! You`re lookin for riches, in the wrong places The faces of death look you in the eye cut off your breath When you fall feel your knees shatter The bones breakin with your weak blatter Pissin on yourself it don`t matter Dead weight, the bed waits for you on the set date Dreams gone instead fate didn`t hesitate to put you away, close the gates now you`re locked out Your life: cable, with all the porn channels blocked out (damn!) What you good for? Nothin, so be gone suckers Have a nice trip see you motherfuckers! Chorus [Sen Dog] I live for the highlife, get my mind right Fuck the fame, the game and the limelights Fools that be out there tryin to duplicate But they can`t match the aura, can`t impersonate See the first things that comes to pass, is the blast of the Cypress Hill weed funk blazin up a path You can`t help, but inhale and get strong You need that good shit all up in your lungs I live fast, and keep energy in motion Jah bless, so I feel I been chosen But I know, (?) of he who conquers You gotta come strong and sound off like thunder I check myself and make sure I`m comin real tight Rhyme for my fam, the G`s and the highlife [B-Real] The highlife - hah, hah The highlife yeah Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Highlife: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5720.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - No Rest For the Wicked » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Glock » Cypress Hill - Worldwide » Cypress Hill - I Remember That Freak Bitch » Cypress Hill - Throw Your Hands in the Air » Cypress Hill - Do You Know Who I Am (Bonus Track) » Cypress Hill - throw your set in the air \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Worldwide » Cypress Hill - Jack You Back » Cypress Hill - Skull and Bones » Cypress Hill - Ain`t Goin Out Like That » Cypress Hill - Kronologik » Cypress Hill - Shoot em Up » Cypress Hill - III (Temples of Boom) » Cypress Hill - Tu No Ajaunta (Checkmate) » Cypress Hill - Catastrophe » Cypress Hill - Let it Rain » Cypress Hill - Get Out Of My Head » Cypress Hill - Insane in the Brain » Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill IV Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Сипер - Я (подражание Бродскому) » М.Боярский - Песня мушкетеров » Михаил Кочетков - Артист » Михаил Муратов - Ненаписанный вальс » Михаил Шуфутинский - Подол » Мария Гескина - День Св. Валентина » Михаил Басаев - Загляни в глаза мечте, улыбнись своей печали... » Михаил Коноплев - Кибитка » Мумий Тролль - Делай меня точно » Михаил Кукулевич - Среди колонн Казанского собора... » Михаил Карпачев - Хочу понять, за что в ответе я... » М.Горшенев - Соловьи » Михаил Гулько - Белая береза » Мэд дог - Кто знал » Машина Времени - Все очень просто » Медяник Слава - Потерялись ключи... » Машина Времени - Рождественская песня » Михаил Шуфутинский - Зачем вам это знать » Марина Самаркина - Как скучно мы живем... » Монгол Шуудан - Пиво
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