Текст (слова) песни: Master P - Itch or Scratch

[Master P]
Niggaz, see this one here?
You see this one here?
Goes out to every soldierette and every soldier
Cross the motherfuckin` board
I don`t give a fuck where you from
It`s how you come
If you want the hook up, this how it`s goin` down
Prime Suspect, Fiend, and Mac
Y`all gonna feel this

[Chorus: X4]
Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper
Soldiers live life to the fullest fo` they take ya

P, I wasn`t made for this world
I`m in it like lifetimes before mine
For sure, crime, ya made me?
Then grudgenly enslave me
Yeah, ya paid me, but barely enough to meet my reach
Took it from me, so all I got is Billboard reciepts
To each, his own
I thought my peace was with my chrome
But is knowin` my homies souls, the rest are gone
Hip is on, when my mama go to work for the early morn
Rappin`, but my extra muscle hustles for my unborn
All alone, dealin` with some types of risk
That nigga, Riley Smith, made murder, one hundred and fifth
Now get this, how can I ease the pain?
And if you got the hook up, put your boy, feet in the game (Uhh!)

[Chorus X2]

So what you want soldier?
Close your eye, make a wish
Nigga tryin` to come up, is like tryin` to drown a fish
When the drama run up, nobody wanna enlist
Sun down, sun up, we handle minds like this
Soldier rag, in this what the fuck, lookin` and never shook
Flip the wrong page on me, I`ll close ya book
Hold the po` for us, got the 5-0`s to show for us
Up in the backseat, we cuts loose, and up these handcuffs
And spit, this for my nigga Meeks, still in the hood
Told me to give him the hook up, shit ain`t lookin` that good
I lay my live down, pray, god judge my heart
Forgive me for sins, I was only playin` my part
I`ve been to war before, but survival is never for sure
Will I make a million bucks, or will they bury me poor?
I never know, so I`m dessed up, when I walk the city streets
To keep the heat, for peace I`m on the seat
21 at least nigga

[Chorus X2]

Will your scratch get snatched in a murder cap?
Nigga snake crack, watch they own back, and it ain`t about rap
We bring the noise, lost boys with no cause
Slangin` toys, for the fact, we jack and kidnap, we wanted by the big boys

Man I was born in this world of sin
I played the cards I was given, ain`t got a quarter so I`m stuck in it
Ghetto livin` still find time to smile through it all
Prayin` up to the good lord, humbley yours
And it hurt, cause the ooze man is pure at heart
Got the game from the start, hopin` it don`t tear me apart

Young black deliquent with a ghetto smile
He want it, I want it, I ain`t the only nigga on it
Only nigga hungry
A trooper tryin` to make it better
For me and mine, within my time
So when they take my lifeline, don`t trip, I lived it to the fullest
And made every kind of man feel glock wehn he pulled this

[Chorus till end]

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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: Master P - Itch or Scratch [Master P] Niggaz, see this one here? You see this one here? Goes out to every soldierette and every soldier Cross the motherfuckin` board I don`t give a fuck where you from It`s how you come If you want the hook up, this how it`s goin` down Prime Suspect, Fiend, and Mac Y`all gonna feel this [Chorus: X4] Niggaz get your scratch, bitches get your paper Soldiers live life to the fullest fo` they take ya P, I wasn`t made for this world I`m in it like lifetimes before mine For sure, crime, ya made me? Then grudgenly enslave me Yeah, ya paid me, but barely enough to meet my reach Took it from me, so all I got is Billboard reciepts To each, his own I thought my peace was with my chrome But is knowin` my homies souls, the rest are gone Hip is on, when my mama go to work for the early morn Rappin`, but my extra muscle hustles for my unborn All alone, dealin` with some types of risk That nigga, Riley Smith, made murder, one hundred and fifth Now get this, how can I ease the pain? And if you got the hook up, put your boy, feet in the game (Uhh!) [Chorus X2] So what you want soldier? Close your eye, make a wish Nigga tryin` to come up, is like tryin` to drown a fish When the drama run up, nobody wanna enlist Sun down, sun up, we handle minds like this Soldier rag, in this what the fuck, lookin` and never shook Flip the wrong page on me, I`ll close ya book Hold the po` for us, got the 5-0`s to show for us Up in the backseat, we cuts loose, and up these handcuffs And spit, this for my nigga Meeks, still in the hood Told me to give him the hook up, shit ain`t lookin` that good I lay my live down, pray, god judge my heart Forgive me for sins, I was only playin` my part I`ve been to war before, but survival is never for sure Will I make a million bucks, or will they bury me poor? I never know, so I`m dessed up, when I walk the city streets To keep the heat, for peace I`m on the seat 21 at least nigga [Chorus X2] Will your scratch get snatched in a murder cap? Nigga snake crack, watch they own back, and it ain`t about rap We bring the noise, lost boys with no cause Slangin` toys, for the fact, we jack and kidnap, we wanted by the big boys Man I was born in this world of sin I played the cards I was given, ain`t got a quarter so I`m stuck in it Ghetto livin` still find time to smile through it all Prayin` up to the good lord, humbley yours And it hurt, cause the ooze man is pure at heart Got the game from the start, hopin` it don`t tear me apart Young black deliquent with a ghetto smile He want it, I want it, I ain`t the only nigga on it Only nigga hungry A trooper tryin` to make it better For me and mine, within my time So when they take my lifeline, don`t trip, I lived it to the fullest And made every kind of man feel glock wehn he pulled this [Chorus till end] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Itch or Scratch: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/4977.html Все тексты песен: Master P » Master P - With Me Part 2 » Master P - Ice on My Wrist (Remix) » Master P - After Dollars No Cents » Master P - Ghetto Dope » Master P - Shoot `Em Up » Master P - 6 `n Tha Mornin` » Master P - Still Ballin` » Master P - Mr. Ice Cream Man » Master P - Goin` Through Some Thangs » Master P - Roll How We Roll » Master P - What I`m Bout » Master P - Eyes of a Killer » Master P - Never Ending Game » Master P - Da Ballers » Master P - Half On A Bag Of Dank » Master P - Twerk That Thang » Master P - Boonapalist » Master P - Plan B » Master P - Only God Can Judge Me » Master P - Ice Cream Man Рекомендуем скачать: » РњР°РєSРёРј - Р›РѕР»РёС‚Р° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Пахнет сцена » Рада и Терновник - Я сны призывал как умел » Руки Вверх - Fucking rock`n`roll » Розенбаум Александр - ПОЕЗДКА ИЗ ОДЕССЫ В ПЕТРОГРАД » Рок-острова - Это я с тобой прощаюсь » Рок-острова - Не любить невозможно » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - 213 Р”РѕСЂРѕРі » Рок-острова - Маленькая колдунья » Руки Вверх! - Что мне делать с тобой? » Роберт Александров - Я уйду, когда все еще спят... » Руслан Шмаков - Техника безопасности на слете КСП » Руки Вверх - Раз, два, три, четыре, пять! » Радиотранс - Палево » Раиса Абельская - Ну, что еще сказать, слова ведь не важны... » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РќРµРІРѕР·РјРѕР¶РЅРѕРµ Р’РѕР·РјРѕР¶РЅРѕ(Р СѓСЃСЃРєР°СЏ РІРµСЂСЃРёСЏ Lady Flame) » Рада и Терновник - Шотландская плясовая » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р“РёРїРЅРѕР· » Рефлекс, Reflex - Сделай шаг! » Розенбаум Александр - ЛИГОВКА
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