Текст (слова) песни: Noreaga - Its Not a Game

(noreaga)

This aint no game man

A lot of people look from the outside from in

Thinking that its easy man

You know what Im saying, not realizing we work too

You know what I mean, we working everyday hard

Getting our hands dirty just like yall

But yall think yall better

(musolini)

Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I pledge allegiance to money, weed, jewels, hoes, and big guns

While you dealing in crumbs and stacking funds

Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons have em speaking in tongues

Headed for these slums, screaming at the top they lungs

Bitch made cats, find em wherever you at

Your man in you face will stab you in the back

Lifes a bitch, so rub up and fuck it

You live your life, you gotta love it

Six double o, used to whip a bucket

Left the strip cause niggaz like five seven tips

Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my wrists

Long with the stones on my fists

Niggaz hating me, cause I got chips

Left the hood rich

Nutin but diamond dis, head from a bitch

In the back of a thugged out whip

Why not shit

Devilish, your crabs aint shit

Mad at this, certain gentle wrist

(chorus: maze)

Its not a game nigga

Me move in and move out

Most niggaz try to follow the route

But they cant see what we see

Thugged out like wherever we be

M-a-z-e, n.o.r.e., musolini

(noreaga)

Now thats that shit that Im talking about and shit

Same niggaz that you fucking wit

Fucking wit them cats that you dont fuck wit

Whatcha supposed to do?

Both of them are part of the crew

Cant choose side (true)

I dont know, I dont like to go that road

If thats your click, I suggest that you stay wit them yo

While say break up to make up

I say stick together God until yall cake up

Bitches meet me at the crown plaza

On they period, it dont matter

Im in the head something serious

It aint a game god, yo it never was

I get super high, while yall niggaz get a buzz

My associates that I use to sit and chill wit

Now its only family I like to deal wit

That I like to build wit

Get high, hold steal wit

So lets do this, all my niggaz run through this

(chorus)

(maze)

The money attitudes the cay in

To many snakes in the way

A getting paid playing laid-back on my days in

I want to enter fortune but which way in

Wit out getting lost in a storm

My pen pages reflect maze

Why steps from his h on, shades beyond the grave

Golden braids hang from my physical

Bitched scare me

Move mystical enchanting branson weed at me

Im like fan of b

Vanish from the scene in a blur

But barely seen, clearly heard in my action

And act civil, my palm sizzle from the heat in my hand

Were in your land like a hard drizzle

To reach my pinnacle is minimal

Sinister style, thugged out, nigga sending you foul

(chorus)

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» Noreaga - The Assignment
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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: Noreaga - Its Not a Game (noreaga) This aint no game man A lot of people look from the outside from in Thinking that its easy man You know what Im saying, not realizing we work too You know what I mean, we working everyday hard Getting our hands dirty just like yall But yall think yall better (musolini) Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo I pledge allegiance to money, weed, jewels, hoes, and big guns While you dealing in crumbs and stacking funds Squeezing the ones, so jealous sons have em speaking in tongues Headed for these slums, screaming at the top they lungs Bitch made cats, find em wherever you at Your man in you face will stab you in the back Lifes a bitch, so rub up and fuck it You live your life, you gotta love it Six double o, used to whip a bucket Left the strip cause niggaz like five seven tips Hood of lose lips, iced my necklace to my wrists Long with the stones on my fists Niggaz hating me, cause I got chips Left the hood rich Nutin but diamond dis, head from a bitch In the back of a thugged out whip Why not shit Devilish, your crabs aint shit Mad at this, certain gentle wrist (chorus: maze) Its not a game nigga Me move in and move out Most niggaz try to follow the route But they cant see what we see Thugged out like wherever we be M-a-z-e, n.o.r.e., musolini (noreaga) Now thats that shit that Im talking about and shit Same niggaz that you fucking wit Fucking wit them cats that you dont fuck wit Whatcha supposed to do? Both of them are part of the crew Cant choose side (true) I dont know, I dont like to go that road If thats your click, I suggest that you stay wit them yo While say break up to make up I say stick together God until yall cake up Bitches meet me at the crown plaza On they period, it dont matter Im in the head something serious It aint a game god, yo it never was I get super high, while yall niggaz get a buzz My associates that I use to sit and chill wit Now its only family I like to deal wit That I like to build wit Get high, hold steal wit So lets do this, all my niggaz run through this (chorus) (maze) The money attitudes the cay in To many snakes in the way A getting paid playing laid-back on my days in I want to enter fortune but which way in Wit out getting lost in a storm My pen pages reflect maze Why steps from his h on, shades beyond the grave Golden braids hang from my physical Bitched scare me Move mystical enchanting branson weed at me Im like fan of b Vanish from the scene in a blur But barely seen, clearly heard in my action And act civil, my palm sizzle from the heat in my hand Were in your land like a hard drizzle To reach my pinnacle is minimal Sinister style, thugged out, nigga sending you foul (chorus) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Its Not a Game: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/5787.html Все тексты песен: Noreaga » Noreaga - Flagrant Cops » Noreaga - Sometimes » Noreaga - WeThuggedOut » Noreaga - God`s Favorite » Noreaga - Head Bussa » Noreaga - Half-Baked » Noreaga - Hed » Noreaga - Superthug » Noreaga - Violators » Noreaga - I Love My Life » Noreaga - If You Want It » Noreaga - I Wanna Fuck You » Noreaga - Don`t Love No Bitches » Noreaga - Nahmeanuheard » Noreaga - N.O.R.E. » Noreaga - The Way We Live » Noreaga - Movin` Out » Noreaga - Movin Out » Noreaga - The Assignment » Noreaga - Grimey Рекомендуем скачать: » Леонид Ваксман - Лучина » Леонард Хируг - Подражание Омару Хайяму » Любовь Успенская - Я и Париж » Линда - Я НЕ МОГУ » Л.Вайкуле - Латинский квартал » Лакмус - Пузырьки (Кока-кола) » Любовь Захарченко - Передовая » Любовь Окунева - Так из города осень уходит » Леонид Ваксман - Когда уже судьбой назначено проститься... » Леонид Семаков - Пером с крыла подбитого » Л.Агутин Отпетые мошенники - Граница » Людмила Чеботарева - Натали ( Из цикла Вечные Женщины) » Любэ - Давай за » Леонид Сергеев - Фотография » Лилия Хайлис - Я ничейная, как кошка... » Леонард Хируг - Следы на воде » Ласковый май - Калейдоскоп » Лада Дэнс - Один лишь раз » Ленинград - Яблочко » Леонард Хируг - Свадебное Рондо
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