Текст (слова) песни: Lil` O f Papa Reu - That Day`s Today

Yeah (yeah, yeah), whoa (whoa, whoa)
Alright (alright), alright (alright)
Alright (alright), alright (alright)...

[Lil` O]
Hey I`m just shaking and moving, moving and shaking
Getting cash, niggas trying to peep the moves that I`m making
See these dudes thought I fell off, but these dudes is mistaken
But I`ve been balling for a while, so I`m use to the hating
Ain`t no faking in my hustle, while some stanking they stumbling
They playing games, that`s why they stomachs is rumbling, plus when you
Ride through on something, German shit and sitting on 20 something`s
And drop the top and yell (whoa), you know you born head bumping
About who wants to get you, what`s the word on the streets
But you get hit with pain killers, just for thinking I`m weak
You know that real gangsta shit, your body stink in the streets
The type of stuff that bigger man, on what you thinking is beef
I got the burdens of a Don, decision decisions
Should I give him head shots, or give his body incisions
Can`t no one find your man, dog he`s literally missing
To some old man found him fishing, cocksuckers I`m real

[Hook: Papa Reu & (Lil` O)]
Now it is real (already), you tried to chill (already)
You ain`t really want no blood to get spilled (already)
So then you pray (already), and then you pray (already)
But hatas still begging you, for pistol play
And that day`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)
Grab your K and that K`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)
Grab your K, and that day`s today

[Lil` O]
My whole attitude changed, when I touched six figgas
I`m like a lesbian now, I don`t fuck with niggas
It`s not cause I think I`m better, but my heart`s been broken
I`m in my four corner room, up late at night one deep smoking
Trying to keep myself, from tripping and loc`ing
Cause boys got me so hot, they`ll get hit in the open
And nigga O`s not joking, O`s not bumping
Fat Rat with the Cheese, give em something something
So you need to think twice, I`ll remind you bro
That I`ve been catching pistol cases, since `94
So playa please don`t judge me, don`t mean mug me
Don`t stare at me like that, nigga God don`t like ugly
I`m just trying to get money, and live my life well
But these bitch niggas, wishing I fail
But for my kin folk on lock, locked up in a cell
Know I`m out here giving em hell, cocksuckers I`m real

[Hook]

[Papa Reu]
Try, you try to stay out the waaay
But guys will drag you into, pistol play
And that day`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)
Grab your K and that K`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)
Grab your K, and that day`s today

[Lil` O]
Well they say money`s power, so respect my rank
Cause if you sitting in a cell, I can get you shanked
You on the basketball court, I can get you bank
It`s kinda like war games, you just got out flanked
By a five star general, on top of a tank
I send flowers to your funeral, possibly pain
Cause I`m a Southwest nigga, you know how we think
We kinda fly but when it`s war, man I`m just gon hang

[Hook]

[Papa Reu]
Try, you try to stay out the waaay
But guys will drag you into, pistol play
And that day`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (yeah)
Grab your K and that K`s today, a-ay-ay-ay-aaaay (whoa)
Grab your K, and that day`s today

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