Текст (слова) песни: Obie Trice - Cheers

[Obie Trice - talking]
A lot of motherfuckers man
Lou Green, Shyne Stringer, Keith Stringer
Lawon, Goo Serve, Little Randy
That`s what I`m doin this for (EW YEAH!)

Yeah, we ain`t here to mourn
We here to celebrate
So this one is for all my dogs that didn`t make it in the struggle man
(EW YEAH!)

[Verse 1]
I`s remember when I was on the Ave. clutchin them dimes
Gut touchin my spine, bustin my rhymes
Feelin like I`m livin in them lost times
No sight of the future, damn right I shoot ya (ew yeah)
Palm tight on the Rooster
Old in the face, cause this hold on my case
Got my growth at a fast pace
Old folks like "O, oh he`s a bad case"
He won`t last, his track record`ll do the math
Crack solicitation on the Avenue is not new to your listeners
but this is true, listen up
I gotta spew it and keep it all truth or else
I might as well give this up, feel me now
From rocks to pow pows, glocks to pow-der
I done did it all, so I clutch my balls
And notice they still here, so Obie is still here
So Kobe here`s to you and daddy`s new career

[Chorus] - w/ ad libs
So grab your cups of beer
Put `em up let`s cheer
Here`s a toast to all my soldiers who ain`t here
This is it my niggaz this what we boast about
Get your bottles homie, pour some out (ew yeah)

Now grab your cups of gin
Put `em up let`s win
Here`s a toast to never lookin back again
This is it my niggaz this what we boast about
Get your bottles homie, pour some out (ew yeah)

[Verse 2]
Now I understand every man got a story to tell
But fuck it, I got a story as well
Growin up where us niggaz either buried or jail
Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for they yayo, locked in a cell
Who`s to blame when I was raised in this hood, where my crew was slain
Only a few remains, y`all talk about stuggle
With your bubblegum lifestyle (*scratching*) nigga fuck you
I`m here today for fam passed away
Bodies deep six nigga, flesh decay
Real cats who had techs to spray
Babies to raise, miss them cradles went straight to the grave
The hood life is in me
So I sip the Remy, while my pockets scream "give me"
Lend me your ear, I`m guaranteein y`all feelin me
Straight from the block to the industry (C`MON)

[Chorus]

[Obie Trice - talking]
Yeah, all my homies that`s deceased rest in peace
My nigga KF Ski, Little Green
P-Funk you`ll be home in a minute nigga, haha, we get it poppin
We got a chance to speak to the world nigga, haha, and I ain`t stoppin
Straight off the craft .. 313

(EW YEAH!)

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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: Obie Trice - Cheers [Obie Trice - talking] A lot of motherfuckers man Lou Green, Shyne Stringer, Keith Stringer Lawon, Goo Serve, Little Randy That`s what I`m doin this for (EW YEAH!) Yeah, we ain`t here to mourn We here to celebrate So this one is for all my dogs that didn`t make it in the struggle man (EW YEAH!) [Verse 1] I`s remember when I was on the Ave. clutchin them dimes Gut touchin my spine, bustin my rhymes Feelin like I`m livin in them lost times No sight of the future, damn right I shoot ya (ew yeah) Palm tight on the Rooster Old in the face, cause this hold on my case Got my growth at a fast pace Old folks like "O, oh he`s a bad case" He won`t last, his track record`ll do the math Crack solicitation on the Avenue is not new to your listeners but this is true, listen up I gotta spew it and keep it all truth or else I might as well give this up, feel me now From rocks to pow pows, glocks to pow-der I done did it all, so I clutch my balls And notice they still here, so Obie is still here So Kobe here`s to you and daddy`s new career [Chorus] - w/ ad libs So grab your cups of beer Put `em up let`s cheer Here`s a toast to all my soldiers who ain`t here This is it my niggaz this what we boast about Get your bottles homie, pour some out (ew yeah) Now grab your cups of gin Put `em up let`s win Here`s a toast to never lookin back again This is it my niggaz this what we boast about Get your bottles homie, pour some out (ew yeah) [Verse 2] Now I understand every man got a story to tell But fuck it, I got a story as well Growin up where us niggaz either buried or jail Popped by "Dirty Harry" or popped by the cops for they yayo, locked in a cell Who`s to blame when I was raised in this hood, where my crew was slain Only a few remains, y`all talk about stuggle With your bubblegum lifestyle (scratching) nigga fuck you I`m here today for fam passed away Bodies deep six nigga, flesh decay Real cats who had techs to spray Babies to raise, miss them cradles went straight to the grave The hood life is in me So I sip the Remy, while my pockets scream "give me" Lend me your ear, I`m guaranteein y`all feelin me Straight from the block to the industry (C`MON) [Chorus] [Obie Trice - talking] Yeah, all my homies that`s deceased rest in peace My nigga KF Ski, Little Green P-Funk you`ll be home in a minute nigga, haha, we get it poppin We got a chance to speak to the world nigga, haha, and I ain`t stoppin Straight off the craft .. 313 (EW YEAH!) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Cheers: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/114/1/8254.html Все тексты песен: Obie Trice » Obie Trice - Outro » Obie Trice - 8 Mile Soundtrack » Obie Trice - The Set Up (Remix) » Obie Trice - Mr. Trice » Obie Trice - Adrenline Rush » Obie Trice - Got Some Teeth » Obie Trice - The Set Up » Obie Trice - Adrenaline Rush » Obie Trice - Average Man » Obie Trice - 8 Miles » Obie Trice - Yo! » Obie Trice - Follow My Life » Obie Trice - Dope Jobs Homeless » Obie Trice - Rap Name » Obie Trice - Body Guard » Obie Trice - Lady » Obie Trice - Shit Hits the Fan » Obie Trice - Gimmie My Dat Back » Obie Trice - Don`t Come Down » Obie Trice - Hands On You Рекомендуем скачать: » Александр Дорофеев - А в городе ночь, я бы лично поспал... » Аркадий Брязгин - Это пищу не даст деревенской молве... » Андрей Макаревич - Наверное, без нас » Александр Васин - Вальс 44-го года » Александр Кальянов - Золотая осень » Андрей Губин - Звездой моей не станешь ты » Александр Городницкий - Фотография » Александр Стрижевский - Посвящение О`Генри » Александр Розенбаум - Днем и ночью » А-Студио - Такие дела » Андрей Остапенко - Никак не могу распроститься с тобой... » Андрей Земсков - Скоморошья сказка. Памяти Александра Башлачёва » Алексей Кудрявцев - Осенняя пуля незванно-нежданно... » Александр Розенбаум - Сцена облавы » Александр Дулов - Сквозь дикий грохот катастроф... » Александр Колупаев - Симпозиум » Адо - Я убиваю тебя » Андрей Макаревич - Музыканты уходят из мира... » Алексей Скичко - Нет, не вырастут цветы на голом камне... /стихи/ » Александр Розенбаум - Червончики
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