Текст (слова) песни: Young Buck f Mr. Porter - Look at Me Now

[Young Buck]
You know.. growin up in the hood
You go through all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of it`s good, some of it`s bad
But the thangs you go through in life, make you who you are
LOOK AT ME NOW!

[Chorus: Mr. Porter]
And from the day I was born I`ve been hustlin strong
I`ve been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone
And niggaz said I wouldn`t do it now I`m provin `em wrong
And now they got their hands out like I owe them some
I ain`t got time for the bickerin and carryin on
It ain`t too much in the hood I don`t know
How many times do I have to say that I`m grown
That I`ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes

[Verse One: Young Buck]
I still remember them nights under the street light
Fiends don`t give a damn, they want who got the cheap price (AIGHT?)
I`m tryin to get right, get it in dough
You see people is dyin fast and the money is slow
We used to hang in front of the sto`, flag down cars
to be a movie star, go get a glass jar (woo!)
Once you cook it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got enough of it (FO` SHO`)
Plenty thugs been shot but see it`s all in the game
Even I took a couple of `em, but still I remain
I ain`t different from that same lil` project figure
I done went with no lights and no water nigga
And I`m still hood, that mean I still could
get on the block, and get mine like you should (yeah)
How can I be good, when rappers wanna be Suge?
Surroundin myself with family, so I can sleep good

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Young Buck]
I would light me a cancer stick, thinkin how can I get
my momma out the bricks and my whole clique legit
Lil` Jimmy and the feds, it`s just me and some Teds
We cuttin heads, doin whatever to buy a loaf of bread (GIMME DAT)
The high speed chases, I really loved it
to blow 50 G`s and don`t thank nothin of it
We showed love but wasn`t no love showed back
Whoa Kemosabe (what happened) what part of the game is that?
It`s a fact and my war wounds on me can prove it
But look how you made me go and show you I can do it (FO` SHO`)
I solemnly swear to hold it down for my homeboys (WHAT?)
Locked up and don`t know if they ever comin home boy
Time keeps tickin, another baby`s born
that`s gon` go through the same stuff that I went through and more
You wonder why I hustle, my life`s on the line
My baby gotta have milk when she crying, c`mon now

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Young Buck]
Now everybody got they hand out (whatchu want?)
Crackhead Willie spent his millions `til they ranned out
Shorty don`t wanna holla now because her man out
But just last week, I couldn`t get it out her damn mouth (ha ha ha!)
Nowhere to go, look like I`m stuck in these bricks
Seem like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of this
Let me take it to a whole `nother level (what?)
Like stoppin the po-lice from rollin through the ghetto (FO` SHO`)
Ain`t nuttin gettin better but the bills gotta be paid
And money come up short then them tecs gotta get sprayed (b-r-r-ap)
E`rybody got a grave, we just waitin to go to it
No matter what we do y`all we`re still gon` go through it
Some say that I`m heartless, and don`t give a damn
But they will never understand, until they get a gram
And this is who I am, not who I wanna be
Open up yo` eyes and see, what these streets done done to me

[Chorus]

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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: Young Buck f Mr. Porter - Look at Me Now [Young Buck] You know.. growin up in the hood You go through all kind of thangs, ya heard? Some of it`s good, some of it`s bad But the thangs you go through in life, make you who you are LOOK AT ME NOW! [Chorus: Mr. Porter] And from the day I was born I`ve been hustlin strong I`ve been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone And niggaz said I wouldn`t do it now I`m provin `em wrong And now they got their hands out like I owe them some I ain`t got time for the bickerin and carryin on It ain`t too much in the hood I don`t know How many times do I have to say that I`m grown That I`ma Young Buck and still enough to know when you niggaz is hoes [Verse One: Young Buck] I still remember them nights under the street light Fiends don`t give a damn, they want who got the cheap price (AIGHT?) I`m tryin to get right, get it in dough You see people is dyin fast and the money is slow We used to hang in front of the sto`, flag down cars to be a movie star, go get a glass jar (woo!) Once you cook it and cut it homey go stand out in public See the work sell itself if you got enough of it (FO` SHO`) Plenty thugs been shot but see it`s all in the game Even I took a couple of `em, but still I remain I ain`t different from that same lil` project figure I done went with no lights and no water nigga And I`m still hood, that mean I still could get on the block, and get mine like you should (yeah) How can I be good, when rappers wanna be Suge? Surroundin myself with family, so I can sleep good [Chorus] [Verse Two: Young Buck] I would light me a cancer stick, thinkin how can I get my momma out the bricks and my whole clique legit Lil` Jimmy and the feds, it`s just me and some Teds We cuttin heads, doin whatever to buy a loaf of bread (GIMME DAT) The high speed chases, I really loved it to blow 50 G`s and don`t thank nothin of it We showed love but wasn`t no love showed back Whoa Kemosabe (what happened) what part of the game is that? It`s a fact and my war wounds on me can prove it But look how you made me go and show you I can do it (FO` SHO`) I solemnly swear to hold it down for my homeboys (WHAT?) Locked up and don`t know if they ever comin home boy Time keeps tickin, another baby`s born that`s gon` go through the same stuff that I went through and more You wonder why I hustle, my life`s on the line My baby gotta have milk when she crying, c`mon now [Chorus] [Verse Three: Young Buck] Now everybody got they hand out (whatchu want?) Crackhead Willie spent his millions `til they ranned out Shorty don`t wanna holla now because her man out But just last week, I couldn`t get it out her damn mouth (ha ha ha!) Nowhere to go, look like I`m stuck in these bricks Seem like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of this Let me take it to a whole `nother level (what?) Like stoppin the po-lice from rollin through the ghetto (FO` SHO`) Ain`t nuttin gettin better but the bills gotta be paid And money come up short then them tecs gotta get sprayed (b-r-r-ap) E`rybody got a grave, we just waitin to go to it No matter what we do y`all we`re still gon` go through it Some say that I`m heartless, and don`t give a damn But they will never understand, until they get a gram And this is who I am, not who I wanna be Open up yo` eyes and see, what these streets done done to me [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Look at Me Now: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/124/1/1187.html Все тексты песен: Young Buck f Mr. Porter » Young Buck f Mr. Porter - Look at Me Now Рекомендуем скачать: » Жасмин - Торопишься слишком (Radio Edit) » Жанна Агузарова - Ты, только ты » Жанна Агузарова - Марина » Жека - БРОДЯГА » Жека - ВЕСНУШКИ » Жасмин - Летний день » Жанна Агузарова - Китай-город » Жека - ВОЗВРАЩЕНИЕ » Жека - ГОРОД » Жанна Агузарова - Незабудка » Жанна Агузарова - Зимушка » Жасмин - Самый любимый » Жанна Агузарова - Верю я » Журга - Любовь моя » Жуки - Йогурты » Жанна Агузарова - К тебе пришла любовь » Жасмин - Не отпускай меня » Жасмин - Долгие дни » Женя Малахова - Мир без тебя » Жека - ФУФАЕЧКА
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