ENVIAR LETRAS
Top 100
Lanzamientos de álbumes
Artistas
Comunidade
Francés
Portuguese
Inglés
Corrección Letra
P.A.I.N
par
Cassius Jay
Regreso
Letra
Yeah sh*t, felt this sh*t in my soul, n***a, like Got me feelin' this sh*t Time for n***as to start payin' me No license, top down, you still pushin' f**k a n***a, we slide the block, they still pu**y 12 watchin', but you got kids, you gotta get it And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen These n***as can't feel my pain in it, ayy And all this sh*t it took a n***a just to get here n***a try me, I let it bang on him We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here And my circle is full of made n***as You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here I know these n***as don't feel my pain, n***a, nah, nah But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh Talkin' packs in diesel, sellin' that liquid by the liter I ain't go to school today, my n***a, I got holes in my Adidas I got stains on most my t-shirts and these n***as, they used to laugh But they can't laugh now that that flow come out them speakers n***a, nah And they thought they caught me slippin', but I turned around and banged on 'em Turned around and flamed on 'em sh*t just sound insane, don't it? Icy on my wrist, you know my jeweler go insane on it Shooters that'll kill you for a chain with the gang on it You can't feel they pain on it, you can't feel they pain on it Snatch a n***a soul and his chain in the same moment My baby cryin' tears and who the f**k am I finna blame on it? So I hit that corner, if I die, I'll be a stain on it Know I'm from that block, I swing an Ox, I do my thang on it Life is not a game, so I ain't got no time to play opponents Life is not a game, so I just hit the block and spray opponents In the pockets, layin' on 'em In the drop, I'm waitin' on 'em Sellin' soda, mama worried, I pay dues, baby Hug the corner, mama worried I make the news, baby Back then, did it all for a pair of shoes, baby Lookin' back at it, I couldn't understand my views, baby On the come-up, and I want ice and flashy rings, n***a Everything we never had as kids drove us insane, n***a You had it, we had it, but it wasn't the same, n***a Now imagine n***as havin' fame, n***a We was on the train, n***a, bust down the chain, n***a Bust down the jewels like we bust down the thing, n***a Got rid of some n***as, they mood, I couldn't hang with 'em Smile in my face, but them n***as was hidin' hate in 'em Oh, no Yeah, we was born champions And we was turned soldiers Somewhere encaged in the concrete jungle, we all lost touch Head to the sky, back to the wall Young and not fully prepared to understand the facts of it all With starvation in our stomachs and concentration in our eyes You see n***as deprived of a life we thought was perfect So what that mean is every scheme, hustle, and jugg is worth it until we murdered, n***a No license, top down, you still pushin' f**k a n***a, we slide the block, they still pu**y 12 watchin', but you got kids, you gotta get it And I gotta put some food up in that kitchen These n***as can't feel my pain in it, ayy And all this sh*t it took a n***a just to get here n***a try me, I let it bang on him We came from nothin', never thought that we would get here And my circle is full of made n***as You don't bring bread to the table, then you can't sit here I know these n***as don't feel my pain, n***a, nah, nah But I promise I'm 'bout to have it rockin' this year, uh-huh
videoclip
Tu nombre será publicado. Deje los campos en blanco para permanecer en el anonimato.
Enviar
Modal title
×
Insertar medios
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Recuérdame
Contraseña perdida
Conectarte
Registrarse