Текст (слова) песни: Notorious B.I.G. - Things Done Changed

Verse One:

Remember back in the days, when niggaz had waves
Gazelle shades, and corn braids
Pitchin pennies, honies had the high top jellies
Shootin skelly, motherfuckers was all friendly
Loungin at the barbeques, drinkin brews
with the neighborhood crews, hangin on the avenues
Turn your pagers, to nineteen ninety three
Niggaz is gettin smoked G, believe me
Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick
Cause real street niggaz ain`t havin that shit
Totin techs for rep, smokin blunts in the project
hallways, shootin dice all day
Wait for niggaz to step up on some fightin shit
We get hype and shit and start lifin shit
So step away with your fist fight ways
Motherfucker this ain`t back in the days, but you don`t hear me though

Verse Two:

No more cocoa leave-io, one two three
One two three, all of this to me, is a mystery
I hear you motherfuckers talk about it
But I stay seein bodies with the motherfuckin chalk around it
And I`m down with the shit too
For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use Kung-Fu
Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin
Slugs in his back and, that`s what the fuck happens
when you sleep on the street
Little motherfuckers with heat, want ta leave a nigga six feet deep
And we comin to the wake
To make sure the cryin and commotion ain`t a motherfuckin fake
Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us
Look at em now, they even fuckin scared of us
Callin the city for help because they can`t maintain
Damn, shit done changed

Verse Three:

If I wasn`t in the rap game
I`d probably have a key knee deep in the crack game
Because the streets is a short stop
Either you`re slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot
Shit, it`s hard being young from the slums
eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin from
And now the shit`s gettin crazier and major
Kids younger than me, they got the Sky grand Pagers
Goin outta town, blowin up
Six months later all the dead bodies showin up
It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie
But I gotta go identify the body
Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts?
Everytime I turn around a nigga gettin took out
Shit, my momma got cancer in her breast
Don`t ask me why I`m motherfuckin stressed, things done changed

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Things Done Changed:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/6018.html


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: Notorious B.I.G. - Things Done Changed Verse One: Remember back in the days, when niggaz had waves Gazelle shades, and corn braids Pitchin pennies, honies had the high top jellies Shootin skelly, motherfuckers was all friendly Loungin at the barbeques, drinkin brews with the neighborhood crews, hangin on the avenues Turn your pagers, to nineteen ninety three Niggaz is gettin smoked G, believe me Talk slick, you get your neck slit quick Cause real street niggaz ain`t havin that shit Totin techs for rep, smokin blunts in the project hallways, shootin dice all day Wait for niggaz to step up on some fightin shit We get hype and shit and start lifin shit So step away with your fist fight ways Motherfucker this ain`t back in the days, but you don`t hear me though Verse Two: No more cocoa leave-io, one two three One two three, all of this to me, is a mystery I hear you motherfuckers talk about it But I stay seein bodies with the motherfuckin chalk around it And I`m down with the shit too For the stupid motherfuckers wanna try to use Kung-Fu Instead of a Mac-10 he tried scrappin Slugs in his back and, that`s what the fuck happens when you sleep on the street Little motherfuckers with heat, want ta leave a nigga six feet deep And we comin to the wake To make sure the cryin and commotion ain`t a motherfuckin fake Back in the days, our parents used to take care of us Look at em now, they even fuckin scared of us Callin the city for help because they can`t maintain Damn, shit done changed Verse Three: If I wasn`t in the rap game I`d probably have a key knee deep in the crack game Because the streets is a short stop Either you`re slingin crack rock or you got a wicked jumpshot Shit, it`s hard being young from the slums eatin five cent gums not knowin where your meals comin from And now the shit`s gettin crazier and major Kids younger than me, they got the Sky grand Pagers Goin outta town, blowin up Six months later all the dead bodies showin up It make me wanna grab the nine and the shottie But I gotta go identify the body Damn, what happened to the summertime cookouts? Everytime I turn around a nigga gettin took out Shit, my momma got cancer in her breast Don`t ask me why I`m motherfuckin stressed, things done changed Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Things Done Changed: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/6018.html Все тексты песен: Notorious B.I.G. » Notorious B.I.G. - Miss U » Notorious B.I.G. - Runnin` » Notorious B.I.G. - Fuck You Tonight » Notorious B.I.G. - I Got a Story to Tell » Notorious B.I.G. - Nasty Boy (Bad Boy Remix) » Notorious B.I.G. - Ready to Die » Notorious B.I.G. - 1993 Bad Boy Promotional » Notorious B.I.G. - Fuck Me (Interlude) » Notorious B.I.G. - Mo Money Mo Problems » Notorious B.I.G. - Intro » Notorious B.I.G. - Just a Memory » Notorious B.I.G. - Just Playin` (R&B Bitches) » Notorious B.I.G. - Sky`s The Limit » Notorious B.I.G. - Who Shot Ya » Notorious B.I.G. - Big Poppa » Notorious B.I.G. - Dead Wrong (Remix) » Notorious B.I.G. - What`s Beef? » Notorious B.I.G. - Notorius Thugs » Notorious B.I.G. - Rap Phenomenon » Notorious B.I.G. - Niggas Рекомендуем скачать: » Рада и Терновник - Беспросветный беспробудный » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РЇ РўРµР±СЏ РџРѕРјРЅСЋ » РЎРµСЂРµР±СЂРѕ - Р‘Р»СЏРґРё » Руслана - Пiвнiчна » Рада и Терновник - Последняя » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р’СЃРµ РЈР¶Рµ РљРѕРіРґР°-С‚Рѕ Р‘С‹Р»Рѕ » Рада и Терновник - Я сны призывал как умел » Руслан Шмаков - Посвящение капитанам последних парусных судов » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Кривые ноги » Роберт Александров - Включаю лампу и сажусь... » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Утро » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Рогатка » Розенбаум Александр - Мы с ним росли в одном дворе » Розенбаум Александр - УТИНАЯ ОХОТА » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - Р”Р°РІР°Р№, Р”СЂСѓР¶РѕРє, РќР° РџРѕСЃРѕС?РѕРє » Руки Вверх! - Стоят девчонки » Руки Вверх - Эй, парни! » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Вы где-то есть » Руки Вверх! - До чего ж я невезучий » Рада и Терновник - На небесах
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»