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Текст (слова) песни: Ghetto Mafia - Facts of Life

(Wicket)
I got my Viper ready to kill a nigga
Standin in my drop with my fingers on my muthafuckin trigger,uh
This shit is real in this game you gots to pack your steel
I can remember sellin rocks on the fuckin hill
I steady keep it cause I`m silent
Because these niggas in the street
All they thinkin about is violence
Jackin your ass for your muthafuckin grip son
I got my .9 package come get you some
Niggas get large or straight hoe-out
But a nigga like the wicked murder [name] will blow your brains out
Leavin your ass in the gutter
Everytime I look up I been approached by an undercover
Tryin to make a fuckin drug trade
But I`m too damn smart
That`s how them wickedest nigga stay his pay
My homie died at a early age
Since he was black he never made the front page
Left a son and a pregnant wife
That`s just another fact in these facts of life

(Chorus)
These are the facts of life
These are the facts of life
(Nino)
Sippin my grip just smokin on some weed
I`m thinkin about the nigga [name] rob for some keeps
My only trade is sellin dope
So fuck a job and these muthafuckin white folks
My mama always fussin at me (why?)
I never had a education now I G.E.D.
Keep sayin take your ass to trick
Before a craze muthafucka like myself wind up in a hearse
Now I`m in jail I got a bail
Them muthafuckas trudged me with a cell
So I did four years in the county
Listenin to these pussy-ass securities
Stressin me depressin they sendin me crazy
That`s just a modern day slavery

(Chorus)
These are the facts of life
These are the facts of life

(Wicket)
Back at your ass with these muthafuckin facts of life
I pack a .9 nigga you pack a pocket knife
My younger brother`s in the pen again (why that?)
Cause he was sleepin with four ki`s in his fuckin benz
Took everything the nigga owned
But before he went down he gave me love and his Herringbone
So now I`m all alone
The closest friend I got is my fuckin chrome
I`m ready for the drama
I`m in so deep can`t even go to see my own mama
And it`s hard to survive
When I look at my son I see tears fall from his eyes
My little boy needs diapers
My only thoughts of income is jackin niggas with my chrome Viper
I often reminisce
Thinkin to myself how did I end up like this
But I try to live right
And everytime I tried I got fucked by the facts of life

(Chorus) -till end
These are the facts of life
These are the facts of life

 

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