Spice 1

Spice 1 - Nigga Sings The Blues (BLACKJACK's Version) songtekst

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(feat. Levander)



[Spice 1]

Another nigga sings the blues

Bailin' up outta the fo' with the black on the black

and the niggas be creepin', we rollin' with the Mack 10

The rats in, much lands for the dopefiends on my block

I'm dodgin' cops, never stayed along, I'm quick to move

Gotta slang the rocks, never like the shit I hate to do

Livin' in the city, where the G's die young

and the niggas be heartless so I'm that trigger black

Peel a cap, make a slug come at your rack

Young niggas, American dream, is slangin' the D to fiends

by any means I gotta gets mine, don't fuck with me

I'm comin' from a land where niggas don't play that funny shit

Bugs Bunny shit, cause all about makin' that money grip

It's the life I choose, see I ain't got shit to lose

I paid my dues, a nigga still singin' the blues



[Levander]

When I try to be afraid to peel your cap back

Nigga sing the blues, but I refuse to go out like that



[Spice 1]

Po-po be quick to get the smobbin' up on your niggas after midnight

To see some young hustler up in my hood that got them three strikes - you out!

Tryin' to get the fuck away from their ghetto bird, sirens heard

I ditch my Mack, throw away my crack, I'm losin' stacks of mail

I'm feel to lose my Beenie hat, what is that?

I hear a cop and he reachin' for my back

Wish it was a bad dream, I hear my homie scream

they beat his ass, cops and rags bloody up the grass

What the fuck can a hater do? Gotta make my get away I got away

But I'ma come back slangin' the shit another day

See the case of cash flow, from a real young nigga though

Shit it ain't to smooth, a nigga still singin' the blues



[Levander]

Gotta make my money, shit ain't even funny

Cause I'm strugglin', tryin' to make up real pain I shit, so I'm thuggin'



[Spice 1]

Runnin' up the block it's me, with a Chevey 350

comin' to see ya, wouldn't wanna be ya

cause you're catchin' slugs player

What a way to end your life, cause dyin' ain't much of a livin'

Gotta get chopped with nigga, put yourself and I'll spit this hollow tip

Cause livin' in the Bay is real, better know how to shoot your steel

Niggas wanna gat ya, hummer comin' at ya, homies' gonna pack your shit for real

This life is a murder show, so hit the fuckin' flo'

I blow, niggas up out their boots with up heavy bailin' through

Peel a cap in the day and the nighttime, anytime is a cop is a right time

Never in my right mind, cause niggas on the block fail to see

That I'm out to crush, choppin' up dope, runnin' out the crackhouse

Through the back house, see niggas we ain't that dumb, we hit that back route

Still free to tell the news, don't wear-wear that's niggas shoes

Can't never snooze, cause I'm a nigga that's still singin' the blues



[Levander]

When I try I'm ready to peel your cap back

Nigga sing the blues, but I refuse to go out like that

When I try I'm ready to peel your cap back

Nigga sing the blues, but I refuse to go out like that
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