Текст (слова) песни: Kane and Abel - Stress

[Talking]
Hey Nigga
This is our last time bonita
After this, we out
I`m tellin you
We die together
An eye for an eye (In Italian)
A tooth for a tooth (In Italian)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
All my niggas
Feel me

[Verse 1]
I can`t rest
So much stress to live illegal
My uncle on death row
Waiting to get the needle
Holla if you hear me, people
This dope game is evil
A bloody river runnin through the ghetto
That new born baby
In the dumpster
She been dead for a week
While the dope fiend momma
Gettin high on the street
Gettin beat by police
Still prayin for peace
Niggas playin for keeps
Yellow tape and white sheets
And time is going by so slowy
I plead insanity
My family my homies
Sick of swallowing rocks
To avoid them cops on the block
Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks
This ghetto got me thinkin about death
When will it stop
Either you punch the clock
Or you open up shop

Chorus

Everyday I`m livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don`t wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday I`m livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don`t let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday I`m livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (I don`t wanna die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest

Everyday I`m livin with stress
So I smoke the cess (Please don`t let me die in the ghetto)
To the get the pain of my chest
[Verse 2]
Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster
Over respect
Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck
Look in his eyes
He kinda looked surprised in his last breath
But life goes on for niggas
Throwin up they set
In terror
In the ghetto when this shit ain`t stoppin
Niggas run in your crib
And make references to why your momma
Washin fiends
Never with a fly
Chasin a high
And gettin AIDS from a bitch
Ain`t no way to die
And everyday I`m seeing signs
Of the end of the world
My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady
In front of his baby girl
Feds, watch a nigga
Tryin to make the bus
But niggas stay strapped
And gats, we trust (C`mon)

Chorus

[Verse 3]
Bill Clinton in the White House
Fucking hoes
Innocent kids gettin shot on my block
Casket closed
Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
Screaming for freedom
Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress
Cause they need them
Remember JJ got shot
In a high speed chase
Busted in the back
Through the license plate
My reality is fatality
I verbalize pain before I be another casualty
Infared beam on the glock
Just aim and pop
You see me for a split second
And your dead and got
I try to tell these young kids
Go to school
They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool
They don`t hear me though

[Talking]
Yeah man
It`s sad you know
We ain`t got no jump shot
Can`t play football
We ain`t got no money for college
But I see these niggas on the block
Rolling with their fancy cars
Fancy gold
Fancy hoes
Nigga, I`ma get it how I live
You know
I`ma y`all young niggas some advice
Don`t get greedy nigga
Get what you came for
To many niggas dying
Trying to prove something to another nigga
Be true to yourself
True to what you know nigga
Stay true to the gizzame

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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: Kane and Abel - Stress [Talking] Hey Nigga This is our last time bonita After this, we out I`m tellin you We die together An eye for an eye (In Italian) A tooth for a tooth (In Italian) An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth All my niggas Feel me [Verse 1] I can`t rest So much stress to live illegal My uncle on death row Waiting to get the needle Holla if you hear me, people This dope game is evil A bloody river runnin through the ghetto That new born baby In the dumpster She been dead for a week While the dope fiend momma Gettin high on the street Gettin beat by police Still prayin for peace Niggas playin for keeps Yellow tape and white sheets And time is going by so slowy I plead insanity My family my homies Sick of swallowing rocks To avoid them cops on the block Sick of judges, lawyers, and cell blocks This ghetto got me thinkin about death When will it stop Either you punch the clock Or you open up shop Chorus Everyday I`m livin with stress So I smoke the cess (I don`t wanna die in the ghetto) To the get the pain of my chest Everyday I`m livin with stress So I smoke the cess (Please don`t let me die in the ghetto) To the get the pain of my chest Everyday I`m livin with stress So I smoke the cess (I don`t wanna die in the ghetto) To the get the pain of my chest Everyday I`m livin with stress So I smoke the cess (Please don`t let me die in the ghetto) To the get the pain of my chest [Verse 2] Gettin murdered by the hands of a buster Over respect Last night my little homie cought a bullet in the neck Look in his eyes He kinda looked surprised in his last breath But life goes on for niggas Throwin up they set In terror In the ghetto when this shit ain`t stoppin Niggas run in your crib And make references to why your momma Washin fiends Never with a fly Chasin a high And gettin AIDS from a bitch Ain`t no way to die And everyday I`m seeing signs Of the end of the world My nigga Bobby killed himself and his lady In front of his baby girl Feds, watch a nigga Tryin to make the bus But niggas stay strapped And gats, we trust (C`mon) Chorus [Verse 3] Bill Clinton in the White House Fucking hoes Innocent kids gettin shot on my block Casket closed Hear the niggas in the cell blocks Screaming for freedom Tryin to cop a cigarette for stress Cause they need them Remember JJ got shot In a high speed chase Busted in the back Through the license plate My reality is fatality I verbalize pain before I be another casualty Infared beam on the glock Just aim and pop You see me for a split second And your dead and got I try to tell these young kids Go to school They wanna smoke weed, gang bang, and act a fool They don`t hear me though [Talking] Yeah man It`s sad you know We ain`t got no jump shot Can`t play football We ain`t got no money for college But I see these niggas on the block Rolling with their fancy cars Fancy gold Fancy hoes Nigga, I`ma get it how I live You know I`ma y`all young niggas some advice Don`t get greedy nigga Get what you came for To many niggas dying Trying to prove something to another nigga Be true to yourself True to what you know nigga Stay true to the gizzame Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stress: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7166.html Все тексты песен: Kane and Abel » Kane and Abel - 3/2 Murder 1 » Kane and Abel - AKZ » Kane and Abel - The Game » Kane and Abel - Get Cha Mind Right » Kane and Abel - Drama » Kane and Abel - Rise to Power (Illegal Business) » Kane and Abel - Abortion » Kane and Abel - That`s How It`s Gone Happen 2 U » Kane and Abel - Shake It Like A Dog » Kane and Abel - Yes Indeed » Kane and Abel - Don`t Give a Fuck About Cha » Kane and Abel - Quick 2 Buss » Kane and Abel - Stress » Kane and Abel - Only God Knows » Kane and Abel - We Don`t Care » Kane and Abel - Am I My Brothers Keeper » Kane and Abel - The Possibility » Kane and Abel - Soldier Story » Kane and Abel - No Turning Back » Kane and Abel - We Got That Candy Рекомендуем скачать: » Lumen - Сид и Нэнси » lightning seeds - My Best Day » laganum - snoemann \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Lacuna Coil - Reverie » Ll Cool J - I`m Bad » Lynyrd Skynyrd - The Last Rebel » lavoie joe - dying young grey \| guitar chord и Mp3 » lewis jerry lee - whole lotta shakin goin on \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Laurie Anderson - Sharkeys Night » Loretta Lynn - You Take Me To Heaven Every Night » late - marigold \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Lil` Mo - Why » Lil` Rob - Brown Crowd [Remix] » Lambretta - Give Me Love » Lee Greenwood - Hearts Aren`t Made To Break (They`re Made To Love) » Lonestar - What Do We Do With The Rest Of The Night » Lisa Loeb - Kick Start » Lee Ann Womack - I`d Rather Have What We Had » Lynn Anderson - The Auctioneer » Lisa Germano - If I Think of Love
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