Текст (слова) песни: Lordz of Brooklyn - White Trash

[Verse One: performed by ADMoney]
Listen up here`s a tale about a white kid
That had to make some cash
Dropped out of school ain`t never went to class
Sold a little grass, robbed a couple cars
Had a name around the neighborhood for fightin` in the bars
Had a chip on his shoulder
He`s a chip off the block
When he drinks, he drinks alone
Grabbed the whiskey took a swig
Heard the fiddle didn`t jig
Cause he`s watchin` everybody round him blowin` up gettin` big
So he picks out a ride, slim jims the door
Now he`s runnin` red lights and beatin` stop signs
Cops are on his ass and he`s runnin` out of time
So he hits the chop shop, makes drop, cause he`s sick of bein` poor
He`s white trash and he`s knockin` on your door

[Pre Chorus]
Somebody`s knockin` at my door, somebody`s ringin` my bell

[Chorus]
I`m white trash and I`m knockin` on your door
White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door
White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door
I know you hear me knockin` so what you hidin` for

[Verse Two: performed by ADMoney]
He ain`t never joined the, he ain`t no altar boy
He`s an angel with a dirty face like Pretty Boy Floyd
He`s the kind a kid sittin` in the park if you wanna cop a lid
And if he got popped he wouldn`t rat he do the bid
Cause he`s tuff like rugby down right ugly
If you owe him money you`ll be black and blue and bloody
From his tenement slum right down to the gutter
He might run a number, sell some iron to the brothers
Cause the cops beat him down and it doesn`t make the news
But to him that`s payin` dues when you`re walkin` in his shoes

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: performed by ADMoney]
It`s just another night in the old gin mill
He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills
He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down
They`re gettin` stared at by some off duty cops sittin` down
So what you lookin` at you wanna catch a smack
He finishes his beer and his boys take his back
And they mix it up, they`re brawlin` on the ground
The cop pulls his pistol and fires off a round
Yo he should of got a job, should of went to class
Now he`s layin` all alone, still poor white trash

[Pre Chorus]

[Chorus]

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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: Lordz of Brooklyn - White Trash [Verse One: performed by ADMoney] Listen up here`s a tale about a white kid That had to make some cash Dropped out of school ain`t never went to class Sold a little grass, robbed a couple cars Had a name around the neighborhood for fightin` in the bars Had a chip on his shoulder He`s a chip off the block When he drinks, he drinks alone Grabbed the whiskey took a swig Heard the fiddle didn`t jig Cause he`s watchin` everybody round him blowin` up gettin` big So he picks out a ride, slim jims the door Now he`s runnin` red lights and beatin` stop signs Cops are on his ass and he`s runnin` out of time So he hits the chop shop, makes drop, cause he`s sick of bein` poor He`s white trash and he`s knockin` on your door [Pre Chorus] Somebody`s knockin` at my door, somebody`s ringin` my bell [Chorus] I`m white trash and I`m knockin` on your door White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door White Trash and I`m knockin` on your door I know you hear me knockin` so what you hidin` for [Verse Two: performed by ADMoney] He ain`t never joined the, he ain`t no altar boy He`s an angel with a dirty face like Pretty Boy Floyd He`s the kind a kid sittin` in the park if you wanna cop a lid And if he got popped he wouldn`t rat he do the bid Cause he`s tuff like rugby down right ugly If you owe him money you`ll be black and blue and bloody From his tenement slum right down to the gutter He might run a number, sell some iron to the brothers Cause the cops beat him down and it doesn`t make the news But to him that`s payin` dues when you`re walkin` in his shoes [Pre Chorus] [Chorus] [Verse Three: performed by ADMoney] It`s just another night in the old gin mill He got a pocket of old dirty dollar bills He buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it down They`re gettin` stared at by some off duty cops sittin` down So what you lookin` at you wanna catch a smack He finishes his beer and his boys take his back And they mix it up, they`re brawlin` on the ground The cop pulls his pistol and fires off a round Yo he should of got a job, should of went to class Now he`s layin` all alone, still poor white trash [Pre Chorus] [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни White Trash: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/8375.html Все тексты песен: Lordz of Brooklyn » Lordz of Brooklyn - White Trash » Lordz of Brooklyn - The Papers » Lordz of Brooklyn - Brooklyn Pride » Lordz of Brooklyn - LoB Sound » Lordz of Brooklyn - Tales From the Rails » Lordz of Brooklyn - Can You Dig It » Lordz of Brooklyn - Saturday Nite Fever » Lordz of Brooklyn - Out to Bomb » Lordz of Brooklyn - Pull Your Card » Lordz of Brooklyn - American Made » Lordz of Brooklyn - The Bad Racket » Lordz of Brooklyn - Under the Boardwalk Рекомендуем скачать: » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Кого-то еще » Григорий Дикштейн - Горькая песня » Григорий Данской - Зимний футбол » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Все идет по плану » Глюк`oza - Снег идёт » Гарин Юрий - Ленинградская Стрела » Григорий Лепс - Первый День Рождения » Гиви Чрелашвили - Вакханалия » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пой, революция! » Гиви Чрелашвили - Разве это важно так? (Дмитрию Гагуа) » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Клалафуду клалафу » Григорий Дикштейн - Прощанье с летом 1992 » Гости из Будущего - Лучшее в тебе » Гайк Мкртчян - Известным поэтом стать очень просто... » Григорий Дикштейн - Речка лета » Гиви Чрелашвили - Пляска » Григорий Лепс - Храни вас Бог » Голубые береты - Совесть » Геннадий Жуков - Космос. Сатир » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Непрерывный суицид
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