Текст (слова) песни: Lil` O f Rachel - Food on the Table Pt. 1

(*talking*)
Food on the table, see when I became a man
I realized, it wasn`t about what these niggas was
Saying about me, it wasn`t about what these hoes
Was saying about me, it was about me staying focused
And making my dreams come true

[Lil` O]
They say don`t work you don`t eat, it`s a fact of life
And niggas like me, got appetites
Sometimes you got a chance it, and snatch the dice
And say fuck friends, if they ain`t acting right
Never look back, till you get your assets right
Make these niggas be like yeah, dog your ass was right
Cause the streets slay us up, like a sacrifice
All my niggas dead and gone, in they afterlife
But I recall when they said, I was acting shife
Cause I stay one deep, in my Lac tonight
From the grind nigga, trying to make my stash look right
Lil nigga big dreams, all I had was Christ
To just, listen to my pain (heey)
I`m a hustla, I ain`t in it for the fame
Can`t you see, I`m trying to get a little change
Why you niggas, won`t let me do my thang
But fuck y`all though

[Hook: Lil` O & Rachel - 2x]
Cause as long, as I`m able
To always put food, on the table
(I`ll be alright)
See as long, as I`m able
To always put food, on the table
(I`ll stay on my grind)

[Lil` O]
See it`s two choices in life, win or lose
I said I make my own way, I will bend the rules
Keep my eyes on the prize, never tend to lose
Be careful bout the broads, and the friends I choose
Cause they extra baggage
But fuck these niggas dog, get your cabbage
They just gon hate, cause you extra lavish
But I`m a guerilla, so I`m extra savage
It`s hard to hit me, when I`m lonely I know God is with me
And if I gotta kill a few niggas, then Lord forgive me
Cause desperately, y`all gon tell me
To go get the glock and lick shots, till all is empty
Respect the game, I went from the Houpe to the Lexus Range
If your broad chose me, then check your dame
Fat Rat with the Cheese, man respect the name
It get`s no realer

[Hook - 2x]

[Lil` O]
See I don`t got no friends
Cause ain`t nobody here, when I ain`t got no ends
And won`t nobody roll, if I ain`t got no Benz
Sometimes I feel, like I ain`t got no win
I ain`t got no girl, I ain`t got no hoes
Cause they ain`t there, when I ain`t got no dough
And they won`t bop, if I ain`t got no shows
Sometimes I feel like, I ain`t got no soul
All I have, is the Lord Sweet Jesus
Help me wage war, with the non-believers
These niggas want me dead, for numerous reasons
But through faith in you, Lord I`m still here breathing
Strive and achieving, hoes not leaving
Boys throwing slugs at me, I`m bobbing and weaving
Much love to my niggas, that committed no treason
Fuck everybody else, this is what I believe in

[Hook - 2x]

(Rachel)
I`ll be alright, I`ll be alright
Stay on my grind, you`ll be alright
Stay on your grind, cause it`ll be alright
Alright, alright, alright
Oooh-oooh, stay on your grind, heey

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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: Lil` O f Rachel - Food on the Table Pt. 1 (talking) Food on the table, see when I became a man I realized, it wasn`t about what these niggas was Saying about me, it wasn`t about what these hoes Was saying about me, it was about me staying focused And making my dreams come true [Lil` O] They say don`t work you don`t eat, it`s a fact of life And niggas like me, got appetites Sometimes you got a chance it, and snatch the dice And say fuck friends, if they ain`t acting right Never look back, till you get your assets right Make these niggas be like yeah, dog your ass was right Cause the streets slay us up, like a sacrifice All my niggas dead and gone, in they afterlife But I recall when they said, I was acting shife Cause I stay one deep, in my Lac tonight From the grind nigga, trying to make my stash look right Lil nigga big dreams, all I had was Christ To just, listen to my pain (heey) I`m a hustla, I ain`t in it for the fame Can`t you see, I`m trying to get a little change Why you niggas, won`t let me do my thang But fuck y`all though [Hook: Lil` O & Rachel - 2x] Cause as long, as I`m able To always put food, on the table (I`ll be alright) See as long, as I`m able To always put food, on the table (I`ll stay on my grind) [Lil` O] See it`s two choices in life, win or lose I said I make my own way, I will bend the rules Keep my eyes on the prize, never tend to lose Be careful bout the broads, and the friends I choose Cause they extra baggage But fuck these niggas dog, get your cabbage They just gon hate, cause you extra lavish But I`m a guerilla, so I`m extra savage It`s hard to hit me, when I`m lonely I know God is with me And if I gotta kill a few niggas, then Lord forgive me Cause desperately, y`all gon tell me To go get the glock and lick shots, till all is empty Respect the game, I went from the Houpe to the Lexus Range If your broad chose me, then check your dame Fat Rat with the Cheese, man respect the name It get`s no realer [Hook - 2x] [Lil` O] See I don`t got no friends Cause ain`t nobody here, when I ain`t got no ends And won`t nobody roll, if I ain`t got no Benz Sometimes I feel, like I ain`t got no win I ain`t got no girl, I ain`t got no hoes Cause they ain`t there, when I ain`t got no dough And they won`t bop, if I ain`t got no shows Sometimes I feel like, I ain`t got no soul All I have, is the Lord Sweet Jesus Help me wage war, with the non-believers These niggas want me dead, for numerous reasons But through faith in you, Lord I`m still here breathing Strive and achieving, hoes not leaving Boys throwing slugs at me, I`m bobbing and weaving Much love to my niggas, that committed no treason Fuck everybody else, this is what I believe in [Hook - 2x] (Rachel) I`ll be alright, I`ll be alright Stay on my grind, you`ll be alright Stay on your grind, cause it`ll be alright Alright, alright, alright Oooh-oooh, stay on your grind, heey Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Food on the Table Pt. 1: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/10044.html Все тексты песен: Lil` O f Rachel » Lil` O f Rachel - Food on the Table Pt. 1 » Lil` O f Rachel - Do You Think About Me Рекомендуем скачать: » Тимур Шаов - Волшебство виски » Татьяна Лихачева - Любовь » Татьяна Флейшман - Лозанна встречает меня у вокзала... » Тюменский Виктор - Земляки » Тимур Шаов - О пользе и вреде снобизма » Т.Буланова - Лето-зима » Таня Буланова - Шар в небо голубое (зима-зима) » Татьяна Афраймович - Пожарище » Тишинская Таня - Шлюха » Татьяна Васильева - Сентябрь » Татьяна Афраймович - Царевна-Лягушка-2 » Тутси (Tutsi) - Сто свечей » Табу - Похмельная » Тексты песен и аккорды - All of Lyrics / Поисковая система текстов песен All of Lyrics » Тату - Я буду » Татьяна Дрыгина - Для тех, с кем я живу... » Татьяна Афраймович - Девочка-Песенка » Тату - Я теперь твой враг » Татьяна Буланова - "Да" это "нет" » Татьяна Флейшман - Вот и всё. Поговорили...
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