Текст (слова) песни: Notorious B.I.G. - Ready to Die

[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 fucks happenin
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

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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: Notorious B.I.G. - Ready to Die [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 fucks happenin 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 Ready to Die: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/113/1/6066.html Все тексты песен: Notorious B.I.G. » Notorious B.I.G. - Niggas » Notorious B.I.G. - Going Back To Cali » Notorious B.I.G. - Runnin` » Notorious B.I.G. - Unbelievable » Notorious B.I.G. - Friend of Mine » Notorious B.I.G. - Things Done Changed » Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts » Notorious B.I.G. - Unbelievable » Notorious B.I.G. - Everyday Struggle » Notorious B.I.G. - Fuck You Tonight » Notorious B.I.G. - Last Day » Notorious B.I.G. - Hope You Niggas Sleep » Notorious B.I.G. - Kick In The Door » Notorious B.I.G. - What`s Beef? » Notorious B.I.G. - Respect » Notorious B.I.G. - Intro » Notorious B.I.G. - 1993 Bad Boy Promotional » Notorious B.I.G. - Big Poppa (Jermaine Dupri Remix) » Notorious B.I.G. - Who Shot Ya » Notorious B.I.G. - Mo Money Mo Problems Рекомендуем скачать: » Лена Мульганова [Кауфман] (Фабрика звезд - Неизвестность » Лесоповал - Письмо матери » Леонид Сергеев - Ветер » Людмила Чеботарева - Испанские сны-2 » Леприконсы - Девчонки полюбили не меня » Линда - Подвиги » Любовь Окунева - Жена поэта » Лейся, песня - Песня про сапожника » Лилия Хайлис - Ещё раз про ностальгию -памяти Марины Цветаевой » Ленинград - Money » Ляпис Трубецкой - Раинька » Ляпис Трубецкой - Почтальоны » Лёлё - Малыш » Ленинград - Дикий мужчина » Левин Александр - Едет, едет Вася » Любовь Успенская - Барон фон дер Пшик » Ленинград - Рвота » Ляпис Трубецкой - Петька морячок » Лилия Третынко - Что философствовать цветисто и темно... » Лилия Хайлис - Монолог Несмеяны (Леониду Духовному в день его рожденья)
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