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Текст (слова) песни: MC Eiht - Once Upon a Time N The Ghetto



Geah

You know how the fuck we do it

Its thug shit

Yall wit me?

Cmon, geah

Hey...

Once upon a time in the ghetto youre stuck

In the ghetto youre fucked

Ah - press your luck

I said once upon a time in the ghetto

Youre through

Once upon a time in the ghetto

Its like you

Check it out

(verse 1)

My life has been like gun blast every night

Stop the car, searched down with a flashlight

"wheres the gun? wheres the dope? "

The drive-by last week they try to pin, theres no hope

Wishin I wasnt the victim, better yet the suspect

Waitin to run a warrant check

"what set you from? what side of town?

Nigga like you must be ready to get down"

Hold up now, cause I start to speak my mind

I question the place of the ride and what time

"speak your mind one more time, youre through"

They found a bullet that I stashed in my shoe

Fuck, now they gon tear up the car

Try to lock me in a cell thats as tight as a jar

But thats the way its goin down, the gang storys told

Tomorrow might be the same episode

Chorus...

Once upon a time n the ghetto youre through

Once upon a time n the ghetto Im like you

Once upon a time n the ghetto youre stuck

In the ghetto youre fucked

Ah - press your luck

I said...

(verse 2)

Yall can follow me, see how gangstas walk

Real killas spit the strap and dont talk

Set trip, murder at night, we stalk

Yellow tape, bodies outlined in the chalk

I keeps my enemies close

Last night seen a life straight turn to ghost

My position is to roll through round-the-clock

Keeps watch on the one times down the block

You hear the click with the bang-bang, then you stop

Try to run, but the chest burn makes you drop

My comrads and criminals through hard time

I ride for yall niggas, pop goes my nine

I do the crime, the point is mine

Look around the clockwork, it aint hard to find

Any block, ward or burrough, you know what I speak

Your clients all cross the street if yo product is weak

Chorus...

(verse 3)

Yall fools come up short on the work and try to cheat us

Cold niggas, cold-ass world, catch the heaters

Burn you bitch-ass niggas, you cant beat us

Another life lost, you never will defeat us

Gun smokes the outcome I predict

Locked down, never that, nickel slick

Try to cheat a nigga for dollars, "holla holla"

Is the sound that you make for cuttin off the cake

Fake niggas, I hate yo face, niggas

Seal your fate, no safety on the triggers

Ditches for the bodies I dump I dig bigger

Puttin mo dick to ya than dirk diggler

Static cling, bust straps, you ears ring

Funeral day, the sad songs to sing

Nigga shoulda known by now its mines

Step now or charriots will swing

Chorus...

Hoo-bangin one time, check it out

Hoo-bangin two times, check it out

Compton one time, nigga

Compton two times, bitch

Geah

 

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