Текст (слова) песни: Ice T - Pain

Deuce,deuce revolver was my problem solver
Had a def girl,really didn`t wanna involve her
In the life of a gangster,use to rob bankster
But now I`m locked up,I`m just a punk low rankster
Jail cells know me too damn well
Seems like I`ve built on earth my own personal hell
No matter how high I climbed,somehow I always fell
I guess a lot of players got this story to tell
No matter how cold you roll you simply cannot win
It`s always fun in the beginning
But pain in the end
Pain (x4)
Organized crimer,big trouble finder
In and out of institutions ever since I was a minor
But now I`m on the bricks,deep in the mix
Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks
I think I`ll join a gang,sling a little cane
Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name
Fresh sneakers,silk shirts,24/7 work
Nine to five to survive,you gotta be a jerki
I clock two grand a day,yet I was born to play
Who me at micky dee`s?It wouldn`t work,no way
I`m a big money haver but not the last laugher
For me infamy makes me no autographer
Custody haunts my dreams,nightmares of capture
Paranoid of surveillance,phobia of cameras
My banks bigger,but so are my fears
Past records proved players live limited years
But I`m unlike the rest,know to be the best
Fast money,true wealth my eternal quest
I hustle all night long,there ain`t no gain in rest
12 gauge close range,bloods on my chest
I looked into his face,I thought he was my friend
My boy had me set up,this wound would never mend
No matter who you trust,you simply cannot win
It`s always fun in the beginning
But it`s pain in the end
Pain (x4)
Gold rope wearer,neighborhood terror
Can`t hang around my mother `cause she says I scare her
Got a light sunburn from too much pool-side sittin`
Coroless phone keeps me on `cause there ain`t no quittin`
Mind`s in a money mode,seems like it should explode
Girlies on my jammie,got a female overload
Young street messiah,professional liar
19 gotta Benz,21 I`ll retire
Crazy money it ain`t funny,suckers lovin` my jock
But there`s some people at my door that didn`t even knock
Task force boomin`,doggin` my crib out,can`t shout
F.B.I. got a gun in my mouth!
Threw me on the floor,called my girl a whore
Pulled ten G`s out my mattress and was lookin` for more
Cracked my safe with an axe,then illed out to the max
When they seem my money kickin` it in twenty G stacks
Booked me on ten counts,with bails of different amounts
The charges stuck like glue,some that I couldn`t pronounce
They threw my ass the book,my life wa surely took
And then they gave my girl
Ten years for hangin` out with a crook
She played the game herself,fast lane quick wealth
No respect for the law or the city`s health
The sweat of hustlers greed is not reserved for men
It`s always fun in the beginning
But it`s pain in the end
Pain (x5)

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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: Ice T - Pain Deuce,deuce revolver was my problem solver Had a def girl,really didn`t wanna involve her In the life of a gangster,use to rob bankster But now I`m locked up,I`m just a punk low rankster Jail cells know me too damn well Seems like I`ve built on earth my own personal hell No matter how high I climbed,somehow I always fell I guess a lot of players got this story to tell No matter how cold you roll you simply cannot win It`s always fun in the beginning But pain in the end Pain (x4) Organized crimer,big trouble finder In and out of institutions ever since I was a minor But now I`m on the bricks,deep in the mix Crime smarts searching hard for some new street tricks I think I`ll join a gang,sling a little cane Put a beeper on my belt and get myself a name Fresh sneakers,silk shirts,24/7 work Nine to five to survive,you gotta be a jerki I clock two grand a day,yet I was born to play Who me at micky dee`s?It wouldn`t work,no way I`m a big money haver but not the last laugher For me infamy makes me no autographer Custody haunts my dreams,nightmares of capture Paranoid of surveillance,phobia of cameras My banks bigger,but so are my fears Past records proved players live limited years But I`m unlike the rest,know to be the best Fast money,true wealth my eternal quest I hustle all night long,there ain`t no gain in rest 12 gauge close range,bloods on my chest I looked into his face,I thought he was my friend My boy had me set up,this wound would never mend No matter who you trust,you simply cannot win It`s always fun in the beginning But it`s pain in the end Pain (x4) Gold rope wearer,neighborhood terror Can`t hang around my mother `cause she says I scare her Got a light sunburn from too much pool-side sittin` Coroless phone keeps me on `cause there ain`t no quittin` Mind`s in a money mode,seems like it should explode Girlies on my jammie,got a female overload Young street messiah,professional liar 19 gotta Benz,21 I`ll retire Crazy money it ain`t funny,suckers lovin` my jock But there`s some people at my door that didn`t even knock Task force boomin`,doggin` my crib out,can`t shout F.B.I. got a gun in my mouth! Threw me on the floor,called my girl a whore Pulled ten G`s out my mattress and was lookin` for more Cracked my safe with an axe,then illed out to the max When they seem my money kickin` it in twenty G stacks Booked me on ten counts,with bails of different amounts The charges stuck like glue,some that I couldn`t pronounce They threw my ass the book,my life wa surely took And then they gave my girl Ten years for hangin` out with a crook She played the game herself,fast lane quick wealth No respect for the law or the city`s health The sweat of hustlers greed is not reserved for men It`s always fun in the beginning But it`s pain in the end Pain (x5) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Pain: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/108/1/3539.html Все тексты песен: Ice T » Ice T - The Hunted Child » Ice T - Drama » Ice T - Freedom Of Speech » Ice T - The Girl Tried To Kill Me » Ice T - Grand Larceny » Ice T - I Love Ladies » Ice T - Personal » Ice T - 6`n the mornin` » Ice T - Heartbeat » Ice T - Make It Funky » Ice T - Radio Suckers » Ice T - 409 » Ice T - Midnight » Ice T - Squeeze The Trigger » Ice T - I`m Your Pusher » Ice T - You Played Yourself » Ice T - Pain » Ice T - Sex Рекомендуем скачать: » Gay Dad - Different Kind Of Blue » Garbage - Lick the pavement » Gwar - Dirty, Filthy » Go-betweens, The - When She Sang About Angels » Gene Vincent - Walkin Home from School » Godstower - Rising Arrows » Great White - Nightmares » Graveblankets - Day Of Days » Gilbert O`sullivan - Not So Great Britain » Gardens Of Gehenna - Dark Angel » Get Up Kids - Lion And The Lamb » Gangstarr (feat. Nice and Smooth) - Hard To Earn » Georgia Satellites - She Fades Away » Gary Allan - Learning To Live With Me » Goran Bregovic - Cajesukarije » George Harrison - Living In The Material World » Gang Starr - Full Clip » Grateful Dead - Comes A Time » Gene Vincent - Race With The Devil » Green Day - 409 in Your Coffeemaker
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