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Текст (слова) песни: Outkast - Claimin True


chorus: repeat 2X

I wonder how you would react if you was in my shoes
I put in work and did the dirt, that`s how I payed my dues
Uh, 1-2-3, that`s how it be
So all the real niggaz step up like the playas that`s in back of me

[Dre]
All heavenly Father, why do you even bother watchin over me
Growin up a little G, my mama thought I`d grow to be
A lawyer or a doctor but I felt like comin harder
Packed a shank up in my socks when I started kindergarten
This ain`t no secret garden, so you fly when niggaz flee
If it is one of my own, I`m lettin the trigger be
Cuz I got love for any nigga who got love for me
And then I get a slap of dap when I`m slangin quarter keys
Just tryin to make it, then of age, come through, take it
I ain`t forgot about y`all women who be workin niggaz butt naked
At Magic City, shakin titties just to pay the rent
Lord, tryin to hustle must be somethin that was heaven sent
But I ain`t got no sense, that`s what I got them thinkin
I think about payback, strap myself and keep on dankin
Cuz I be takin the rough side of the mountain
If you cross my path, I`ll leave you drainin like a fountain
Yes it`s been like that since way back, in 1975
Been taught to hustle with muscle and even try to strive
So little botty bwoy better say your prayers
You better learn some street sense before somebody lay ya

chorus: repeat 4X

 

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