Текст (слова) песни: Grand Daddy I.U. - Behind Bars

[ VERSE 1 ]
Hey yo, this is dedicated to you small-time thugs
Those who hustle and boost and brothers who sell drugs
Yeah, the money is fast, but it ain`t gon` last
Cause when the cops roll past, that ass is grass
Thought you`d never get caught, now you`re no longer free
Sold a ki to a D.T., and now you`re history
You fuss and cuss, but state time is a must
So you better get tough and learn to adjust
Yo, don`t let the soap drop, or high when you smoke top
Or you`ll be runnin yours, if not, get your dope chopped
So carry a shank and be prepared for war
Cause if you sleep you get beat and rushed to the floor
Now your sneakers are took before you even could hook
And now they`re callin you panook and everything in the book
I tried to tell you from square one
A head-up fight is a rare one
There`s no such thing as a fair one
So watch your back, jack, or you`ll get attacked
Pimped-smacked and packed and carried out in a sack
With speed knots and lumps, stitch marks, and scars
Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars

(Like Elvis do the Jailhouse Rock) --> Kool G Rap

[ VERSE 2 ]
Fresh out the gut his first day back
He just did a state bid for possession of crack
Gained a couple of pounds, got a muscle up build
Shank marks in your gut from damn near gettin killed
Round the way with the guys you`re tellin millions of lies
Of how you bust many heads and swoll many eyes
Now the boys on the block think that you was a hardrock
The neighborhood hero, cause you been in Comstock
They`re ridin your tip and idolizin your name
But deep down in your heart you know that it`s all game
Cause you was soft up north, livin small as a dwarf
And if you even coughed, you got your head knocked off
Beat you down to the ground, but then he took your manhood
Stole your booty hole, now you can`t even stand good
Went out like a whimp, now you walk with a limp
You`re some chimp, lookin simp, call yourself a pimp
The maytag on a tear, gettin poked in the rear
You can`t disappear, you`ll be here till next year
Either get bold or feel the pressure and fold
And just hope you can hold till you make parole
There`s no glamorous girls, no jewelry or cars
Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars

[ VERSE 3 ]
Just got knocked, and now you sit in the bullpen
You think of the block and all the money you pulled in
20s and 10s, plenty women and friends
Truck jewelry, and a brand-new Benz
Sittin high on a throne, livin like Al Capone
Callin Joan and Simone on a cellular phone
But you took a fall, now you make collect calls
Stuffin your chops with slop in the messhall
Your girl`s on the street livin lower than low
She done smoked up your product and spent your dough
Oh, as for the boots - since you been gone
She been gettin it on with your man Rashan
Now he`s wearin all your jewels and drivin your Benz
And to make it so bad, you used to be best friends
But even though that`s foul, ain`t a thing you can do
Cause you won`t be comin home till 2002
Now you`re just another name everybody forgot about
Got no clout, in jail gettin knocked out
With lumps in your head, stitch marks in your gut
Now the tears takin turns runnin trains in yo butt
Switchin like a bitch, wearin panties and bras
Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Behind Bars:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/6694.html


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: Grand Daddy I.U. - Behind Bars [ VERSE 1 ] Hey yo, this is dedicated to you small-time thugs Those who hustle and boost and brothers who sell drugs Yeah, the money is fast, but it ain`t gon` last Cause when the cops roll past, that ass is grass Thought you`d never get caught, now you`re no longer free Sold a ki to a D.T., and now you`re history You fuss and cuss, but state time is a must So you better get tough and learn to adjust Yo, don`t let the soap drop, or high when you smoke top Or you`ll be runnin yours, if not, get your dope chopped So carry a shank and be prepared for war Cause if you sleep you get beat and rushed to the floor Now your sneakers are took before you even could hook And now they`re callin you panook and everything in the book I tried to tell you from square one A head-up fight is a rare one There`s no such thing as a fair one So watch your back, jack, or you`ll get attacked Pimped-smacked and packed and carried out in a sack With speed knots and lumps, stitch marks, and scars Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars (Like Elvis do the Jailhouse Rock) --> Kool G Rap [ VERSE 2 ] Fresh out the gut his first day back He just did a state bid for possession of crack Gained a couple of pounds, got a muscle up build Shank marks in your gut from damn near gettin killed Round the way with the guys you`re tellin millions of lies Of how you bust many heads and swoll many eyes Now the boys on the block think that you was a hardrock The neighborhood hero, cause you been in Comstock They`re ridin your tip and idolizin your name But deep down in your heart you know that it`s all game Cause you was soft up north, livin small as a dwarf And if you even coughed, you got your head knocked off Beat you down to the ground, but then he took your manhood Stole your booty hole, now you can`t even stand good Went out like a whimp, now you walk with a limp You`re some chimp, lookin simp, call yourself a pimp The maytag on a tear, gettin poked in the rear You can`t disappear, you`ll be here till next year Either get bold or feel the pressure and fold And just hope you can hold till you make parole There`s no glamorous girls, no jewelry or cars Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars [ VERSE 3 ] Just got knocked, and now you sit in the bullpen You think of the block and all the money you pulled in 20s and 10s, plenty women and friends Truck jewelry, and a brand-new Benz Sittin high on a throne, livin like Al Capone Callin Joan and Simone on a cellular phone But you took a fall, now you make collect calls Stuffin your chops with slop in the messhall Your girl`s on the street livin lower than low She done smoked up your product and spent your dough Oh, as for the boots - since you been gone She been gettin it on with your man Rashan Now he`s wearin all your jewels and drivin your Benz And to make it so bad, you used to be best friends But even though that`s foul, ain`t a thing you can do Cause you won`t be comin home till 2002 Now you`re just another name everybody forgot about Got no clout, in jail gettin knocked out With lumps in your head, stitch marks in your gut Now the tears takin turns runnin trains in yo butt Switchin like a bitch, wearin panties and bras Now you know, it ain`t no joke behind bars Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Behind Bars: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/106/1/6694.html Все тексты песен: Grand Daddy I.U. » Grand Daddy I.U. - Nobody Move » Grand Daddy I.U. - Behind Bars » Grand Daddy I.U. - Soul Touch » Grand Daddy I.U. - The U is Smooth » Grand Daddy I.U. - Dominos » Grand Daddy I.U. - Low Key » Grand Daddy I.U. - Slingin` Bass » Grand Daddy I.U. - Wet `Em Up » Grand Daddy I.U. - As I Flow On » Grand Daddy I.U. - Pick Up the Pace » Grand Daddy I.U. - This is a Recording » Grand Daddy I.U. - Sugar Free » Grand Daddy I.U. - Something New » Grand Daddy I.U. - Don`t Stress Me » Grand Daddy I.U. - I Kick Ass » Grand Daddy I.U. - Take it From Da Top » Grand Daddy I.U. - Mass Destruction Рекомендуем скачать: » Barbra Streisand - SLEEP IN HEAVENLY PEACE (SILENT NIGHT) » bijelo dugme - Necu To Nabrzaka » Barnabas - Breathless Wonderment » Bon Jovi and Jon Bon Jovi - Fields Of Fire » Billy Crawford - Fly » Backyard Babies - Star War » By A Thread - Castle » Blue System - Voodoo Nights » Blaque - Dont Go Looking for Love » Blackfire - Someone Else`s Nightmare » Ben Lee - A Month Today » Bonnie Raitt - Dimming of the Day » Brel Jacques - Le Moribond » Blondie - Out In The Streets » Beatles, The - I Don`t Want To Spoil The Party » Bill Anderson - Sweet Texas » Bush Kate - Feel It » Black Sabbath - cornucopia \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » blanton jimmy - j b blues \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Baby Aka The #1 Stunna - What Happened To That Boy
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»