Текст (слова) песни: Jagged Edge - This Goes Out

This goes out to all them hustlers
Everybody out there making them ends meet
I ain`t mad at`cha
JE y`all, this goes out to everybody

This goes out to you, this goes out to you
(This goes out)
This goes out to you, this goes out to you
(I`m telling you this goes out)
This goes out to you, this goes out to you
(This goes out, hey)
This goes out to you, this goes out to you
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Some people sleep five to a bed
Three at the feet, two at the top
So I can`t really talk about how they should live
When I know in my heart if it came down to it
I`d be getting down the same as them
See Lord, tryna hustle must be something heaven sent
A lot of rent wouldn`t be made without this trade
That we call hustlin`

This goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar
I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out just so their kids can eat
Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out...

I used to be half between
Going all out and doings things that I know just wasn`t right
And now I`m looking back
And I think just do it or never did something
But I can tell you that
I`d probably take a bullet in my head than leave my family unfed
And that`s the way it is
This goes out to my homies, yeah

This goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar
I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out just so their kids can eat
Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out...

[Rap]
Uh, uh, uh
Ay yo I welcome the struggle
Like I welcome the hustle
Find the right one, take it and bubble
That`s on the muscle
I ain`t giving in, I`m trying to win
And if I gotta get my hands a little dirty
Then I`m sorry for sin
But the Fed don`t understand ain`t bred
So brothers gotta learn to bake to make bread
Chicks use their ass and shake to make breat
But I understand shorty keep them kids fed

This goes out to my whole 5-5-81 click
I often reminisce when we just dreamed of this
Rich cars, fine homes, girls with nice toes
Dime pieces standing in line to show us their thongs
Went from riding six deep in a little ass jeep
To Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the streets
We gon` ball till we fall
Cause we fadin` em all
Put your glasses in the air, this goes out to y`all

This goes out to the cats on the corner
Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar
I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out to the girls in the streets
Like going all out just so their kids can eat
Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something
Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you
This goes out...

My homies, you can`t touch me
If you don`t really know
This goes out to my homies
You can`t touch me
If you don`t really know
This goes out to my homies
You can`t touch me
If you don`t really know
This goes out to my homies
You can`t touch me
If you don`t really know

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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: Jagged Edge - This Goes Out This goes out to all them hustlers Everybody out there making them ends meet I ain`t mad at`cha JE y`all, this goes out to everybody This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (I`m telling you this goes out) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (This goes out, hey) This goes out to you, this goes out to you (Oh, oh, oh, oh) Some people sleep five to a bed Three at the feet, two at the top So I can`t really talk about how they should live When I know in my heart if it came down to it I`d be getting down the same as them See Lord, tryna hustle must be something heaven sent A lot of rent wouldn`t be made without this trade That we call hustlin` This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out... I used to be half between Going all out and doings things that I know just wasn`t right And now I`m looking back And I think just do it or never did something But I can tell you that I`d probably take a bullet in my head than leave my family unfed And that`s the way it is This goes out to my homies, yeah This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out... [Rap] Uh, uh, uh Ay yo I welcome the struggle Like I welcome the hustle Find the right one, take it and bubble That`s on the muscle I ain`t giving in, I`m trying to win And if I gotta get my hands a little dirty Then I`m sorry for sin But the Fed don`t understand ain`t bred So brothers gotta learn to bake to make bread Chicks use their ass and shake to make breat But I understand shorty keep them kids fed This goes out to my whole 5-5-81 click I often reminisce when we just dreamed of this Rich cars, fine homes, girls with nice toes Dime pieces standing in line to show us their thongs Went from riding six deep in a little ass jeep To Cadillac trucks and Benzes, prowling the streets We gon` ball till we fall Cause we fadin` em all Put your glasses in the air, this goes out to y`all This goes out to the cats on the corner Stressin` and strugglin` just to get a dollar I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out to the girls in the streets Like going all out just so their kids can eat Like I ain`t mad at`cha, gotta do something Hold your head up cause they can`t touch you This goes out... My homies, you can`t touch me If you don`t really know This goes out to my homies You can`t touch me If you don`t really know This goes out to my homies You can`t touch me If you don`t really know This goes out to my homies You can`t touch me If you don`t really know Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни This Goes Out: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/3437.html Все тексты песен: Jagged Edge » Jagged Edge - Gotta Be » Jagged Edge - Don`t Wanna Say Goodbye » Jagged Edge - Killing Time » Jagged Edge - Lace You » Jagged Edge - He Cant Love You » Jagged Edge - Car Show » Jagged Edge - Let`s Get Married » Jagged Edge - The Way That You Talk » Jagged Edge - Can I Get Wit You » Jagged Edge - The Way That You Talk » Jagged Edge - Ain`t No Stoppin` » Jagged Edge - Aint No Stoppin » Jagged Edge - You Can Always Go » Jagged Edge - They Ain`t JE » Jagged Edge - Respect » Jagged Edge - Ill Be Right There » Jagged Edge - Best Man » Jagged Edge - I Gotta Be » Jagged Edge - Leave Those Keys » Jagged Edge - I Got It Рекомендуем скачать: » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р Р°С? » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РЁРёСЂРѕРєР° Р РµРєР° » Руки Вверх! - Маленькие девочки » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РўРµСЂСЂРёС‚РѕСЂРёСЏ » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Домой » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Предполетная » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РњРёР»Р°СЏ » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РћР±РµСЂРЅРёСЃСЊ » Розенбаум Александр - ПОЕЗДКА ИЗ ОДЕССЫ В ПЕТРОГРАД » Руки Вверх - Мне с тобою хорошо » Раиса Абельская - Бродяга » Руки Вверх! - Думала » Рада и Терновник - Возьми свое небо » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РўР°РЅСЏ » РЎРѕРіРґРёР°РЅР° - Р”СѓС?Р° Р‘РѕР»РµР»Р° » Руслан Руф - Отступление о любви » Рина Рок - Я плохая » Рок-острова - Побег (Анна Воробей+Рок-Острова) » Руслан Масюков - Целься точно » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - Р”РѕСЂРѕРіР°СЏ
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