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Текст (слова) песни: T.I. - Rubber Band Man

[Chorus]
Ay, who I`m is?
Rubber band man
Wild as the Taliban
9 in my right, 45 in my other hand
Who I`m is?
Call me trouble man, always in trouble man
Worth a couple hundred grand, Chevys, all colors man

[Verse 1]
Rubber band man, like a one man band
Treat these niggaz like the Apollo, and I`m the sandman
Tote a hundred grand canon in the waistband
Look`n fo` a sweet lick? well this is the wrong place man
Seven tyme felon, what I care `bout a case man?
I`m campaignin` to bury the hate, so say yo` grace man
Ay, I don`t talk behind a nigga back, I say it in his face
I`m a thoroughbred nigga, I don`t fake and I don`t hate
Check my resume nigga, my record`s impeccable
Anywhere in the A nigga how TIP is highly respectable
And the M-I-A nigga I`m tryna keep it professional
`Cause all this tongue rastling finna have me snap`n, I`m tell`n you
From the bottom of the Duval, Cakalacky to New York
And everybody show`n me love that`s one to you all
Yeah, to all my Florida niggaz, my Cakalacky niggaz, my LA niggaz

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 2]
Call me trouble man, stay`d in some trouble man
Some niggaz still hate`n on shawty so, they some suckas man
Got a couple fans that love to do nothing other than
Lick, suck, show no `spect, but still I love `em man
Dig it, lil` pimpin` got the mind and the muscle
Stay down on his grind put the crown on the hustle
Ay, I could show ya how to juggle anything and make it double
Weed, blow, reel estate, liquor sto` wit` no trouble
Young Cassius clay of my day Marvin gaye of my tyme
Tryna stay alive, live`n how I say in my rhymes
My cousin used to tell me, take this shyt a day at a tyme
And told me Friday died, Sunday we a day in the ground
I still smile `cause somehow I know he see`n me now
And so I`m doing all my shows just like he in the crowd
Ay, throw ya lightas up for my cousin Toot, (Rest In Peace)
Aaliyah, Left Eye and Jam Master Jay.

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
Grand hustle man mo` hustles than hustle man
But why the rubber band? it representin` the struggle man
My folk gon` trap, until they come up wit` another plan
Stack and crumble bread to get theyself off they momma land
Gangstas who been servin, since you was do`n the run`n man
Went down, did 10, back `round and rich again
That`s why I`m young wit` the soul of a ole man
I`m shell shocked, get shot slow ya roll man
Still ryde around with the glock on patrol man
I ain`t robbing, I`m just lookin for that dro` man
For ma niggaz slangin blow, pimpin` hoes
Rollin vogues, 24`s
Let these other niggaz know

[Chorus 2x]

 

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