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    Daz Dillinger »

    Daz Dillinger I’d Rather Lie 2 Ya текст песни

    I’d Rather Lie 2 Ya

    [Intro]
    C’mon, whassup nigga…
    Ride over here on the dope side…
    Clockin like a muh’fucka yaknow?
    Let loose!

    [Daz]
    Time goes by, whether ya to’ off or livin fly
    Like this life that ya livin, you could see life in my eyes
    And I wonder why — when I decide the time’ll find
    Turnin earth into meantime, then catch me on the grind
    What’s mine, is bout mine — let it be known
    For those who won’t know and don’t know, if we don’t tell ‘em
    They ain’t usin me but usually it’s somethin I can sell ‘em

    [Chorus]
    I’d rather lie to ya, then sell ya hope
    Ain’t nothin I could tell ya so I’ll sell ya dope
    I said I’d rather lie to ya, then sell ya hope
    Ain’t nothin I could tell ya so I’ll sell ya dope

    (Put ya flag in ya hand)

    [Daz]
    Children come into the world with no, state of mind
    Then mind state of mankind is that of earth — blind
    From the time ya born till ya gain consciousness
    ya loose it all, tryna prove it all
    Mom and pops told me, "Son it’ll be days like this"
    But they never told me I could get paid like this
    High risk, where my neck on the line
    For the chips, get paid, get put in the twist, get sprayed
    She pray; what else can she do?
    Cops came to the door with four pictures of me bouncin with a .22
    I guess that’s life and then ya die
    That’s why we get high, cuz when ya gone bye bye.. (see ya)
    And I ain’t never seen a person that died again
    And ya wonder why we finna go ride again
    That was then, and this is now, and this is how
    we execute our plans, nowadays it goes down
    Ya flip a pound, ya work a bird, ya work the curb
    They watch ya spot, they watch ya spot where ya serve that juice sweet
    Just to get niggaz off the street
    I got caught up in the mix went to the county and shit
    Back on the street tryna figure out well if they hit first
    Click your heat or take your beater or I can spit me a verse
    Whichever happen, cappin, rappin, sellin sacks and mackin
    I make it happen, nigga I make it happen

    [Chorus]

    [Daz]
    Will we quit? Nah I don’t think so — no
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope

    [???]
    I got all the homies at (Eastside!)
    If you blue or red raggin (Westside!)
    Walk around witcha flag in the air (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! …)
    Put ya flag in ya hair
    Where all y’all homies at? (Eastside!)
    If you blue or red raggin (Westside!)
    Walk around witcha flag in ya hand (Oooh! Oooh! Oooh! …)
    Put ya flag in the air

    [talking]
    aww yeah, recognize game..
    Dat Nigga Daz, Tray Deee, Big C-Style, Big AD
    Soopafly, thugs, money from drugs
    Felony crimes, poverty.. whassup with affirmative action?
    We the United States? Seems like the Divided States
    Liberty and Justice for all? Shit.. Liberty and Justice for y’all

    [Daz]
    It’s eastside, westside gangbangin, on a daily
    Flag hangin out ya pants, nigga life on ya last chance
    One more stripe to lock it down till ya dead
    Caught a felony case, made bail and then fled
    Got caught up, a year or so later
    with some player hater nigga tryna slang and got you claimin his game
    What a shame; this game — I let it be known
    For those who don’t know and won’t know, if we don’t tell ‘em
    They ain’t usin me but usually it’s somethin I can sell ‘em…

    [Chorus]

    [Daz]
    Will we quit? Nah I don’t think so — no
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope
    We’re remainin gangbangin, keep sellin this dope

    [Tray Deee talking]
    Uh-huh, yea..
    That’s how we do it out here on the wild wild motherfuckin west
    Ain’t nuttin changed, put somethin up in niggaz chest
    Niggaz think this a joke? Ain’t nuttin to know
    Just getcha motherfuckin money and keep ya heat by ya side
    Cuz this the land where them niggaz ride..
    Best ta recognize…



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