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Текст (слова) песни: Pooh-Man - 50-50 Chance

50-50 chance, 50-50 chance...
When I got a nine it`s a 50-50 chance...

Straight youngsta
Tryin` to survive in the streets of my town
But everyday another brotha gets bucked down
So I keep a gat to watch my back
You lack, you loose your life, fool, and it`s like that
See, I was born in slums so I know what to expect
And killin` a fool on a block gots you much respect
And ain`t nobody gonna cross a playa in the game
Put a cap in your ass and add stripes to my street fame
This is the way we thought and still think everyday
I keep my vest on cause ain`t no tellin` when I get blown away
I see fear in my mother`s eyes and I know if I die
I`m gonna hurt my mother`s soul
And she`s all what a player got but she`s gotta understand
I got love for my block, see, it`s my choice, I`m an own man
But to survive in these streets of Oakland
Life`s a chance...

50-50 chance, 50-50 chance...
When I got a nine it`s a 50-50 chance...

See, brief me: in god I trust
But in order to stay alive, my nine I have to bust
See, I chose this way of life, I never really tripped
What was wrong and what was right, I had a family at home
I can`t get paid at Mickey D`s so I gots to get my grind on
See, life wasn`t bad, if I can do then I did it
And I make sure my family had, I was the oldest
Since my duty, my job
So on the back of my sweater read 69th Mob
I had to hustle and grind, stay strapped with 9-milly
Ain`t no shame and neither the players feel me
Late night I bought a 400 sack
I got my partner in the cut strapped watchin` my back
Killin` ain`t nothin` more than a ???
I keep a strap, mothafuckas, cause these fools are to blast
Didn`t see a fool in the cut and furious shots
Two of my partners dropped, now I`m reachin` for my Glock
I`m runnin` around squeezin my trigga
Is this the method of a surviver or the method of a straight killa
He`ll get me if I don`t get him first
So I gotta let the nine bust it, put his ass in a hearse
This is the way of life, the ghetto dance
When I got a nine, it`s a 50-50 chance...

50-50 chance, 50-50 chance...
When I got a nine it`s a 50-50 chance...

Two of my partners died over gang-related funk
So I`m ridin` around town with a semi-automatic pump
My boy Pam got my back
See I refuse to be a coward, I can`t go out like that
So much pain over a lost of a loved one
But if you give a bullet, ya gotta be down to take one
Everyday it`s a motha...
That`s the way we think, nigga, down here in the Gutter
So I`m creepin` to catch him sleepin`
And he started to fleein`
Hittin` fences like the Angel of Death
Pam broke right and I broke left
We got him with it, now he`s pleein` for his life
The Angel of Death is in your faith
Boom! You lose your life
I pulled the trigga cause he killed two of my friends
His mother`s gonna cry cause he won`t get another chance...

50-50 chance, 50-50 chance...
When I got a nine it`s a 50-50 chance...

 

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