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Killer Mike
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Scared Straight
作词:Archie Hall, Michael Render
Aright so you niggaz wanna know how a nigga is up in jail Servin' a forty to life sentence for dope that wasn't even his Just sit back and listen, I'll tell you It's a hilarious day boy, and it's a wild, wild chain of events That get yo ass in here
Mama, I don't wanna sell birds no more (I got a fuckin' funny story to tell you) They pushed me down and locked me up, put my face on the floor (You remember me and big Paul and my whole crew nigga?) They took my money and my credit card, now I'm poor (Government snitches are amazin') Mama, I don't wanna sell crack no more (Just listen, only take about three minutes, just listen)
After high school, I gained lots o' weight And I ain't talkin' 'bout calories put on by steak The recipe I'm cookin' may send me upstate Use bakin' soda, cook the pie, collect cake
Now Pillsbury, these niggaz kick down doors Find out what mills bury Shit's very intense and critical And when we drew pistols shit got pitiful
The first lick was bullshit, a half a brick We robbed the middle man and a bum bitch, the dumb bitch But between me and him and that hoe We walked away with eighteen and a bigger score
Some nigga named Salvatore from El Salvador Got silver teeth and a scar on his jaw Young Antonio Montana, held up mansion North Atlanta We hit 'em hard as doors hammer, yeah
Mama, I don't wanna sell birds no more (Okay, I know whachu thinkin', it's on righ, we on righ, we on) They pushed me down and locked me up, put my face on the floor (Hold up, hold up, hold up) (Be patient, be patient, listen to the rest, listen, listen) They took my money and my credit card, now I'm poor 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 (Man I feel like a asshole just tellin' you this man) Mama, I don't wanna sell crack no more (Tell the kid to give me the card, check it out) (Here's where it gets interestin', follow this shit)
This spot had more birds than a pet shop More gunz than a Vietnam vet, we was set Loaded up the work and let's jet My nigga big Paul loaded up the u-haul
A thousand pounds uncut raw Hold on, whose that I saw in the distance? Did he have a crew offerin' assistance? Paul said it's probably nothin', a small animal or somethin'
My nerves got to jumpin', I swear I heard somethin' I pointed the four fifth in the wind and started thumpin' The blue lights is comin', my crew is runnin' Cops is everywhere, they keep comin'
All of us sick, and all of us caught, holdin' our dick We robbed the niggaz same day the fuckin' feds hit We robbed the niggaz same day the fuckin' feds hit Me and Salvatore fucked up in the mix That middle man and dumb bitch, them niggaz snitched, god damn
Mama, I don't wanna sell birds no more (So young man, that's why the fuck I'm sittin' here wearin' these pants) They pushed me down and locked me up, put my face on the floor (I hear Salvatore got extradited or some shit) They took my money and my credit card, now I'm poor (The bum bitch that snitched, who knows?) Mama I don't wanna sell crack no more (Man I shoulda fuckin' stayed in job corp)
Stayed my fuckin' ass in job corp, doin' dumb ass shit Now I'm fuckin' round witch all stupid ass niggaz too Ain't no niggaz in jail but dumb niggaz Niggaz threw me out, true niggaz are out Fuck that, I was stupid, I'm in jail And most the niggaz in here with me stupid too
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