Rappin 4 Tay - Playaz Dedication - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

Playaz Dedication

Rappin 4 Tay

4 Tha Hard Way

53

Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Intro: Sway Of Kmel interviewing 2Pac] [Sway + (2Pac)] A yo Pac, you work, you gave a lot of love back to uh, some Bay Area artists Like E-40, 4-Tay (yup), you know, Dru Down, and the whole crew Talk about what made you decide to work with them [2Pac] Because I can't always be in the Bay And I know how the Bay is The Bay is tight people, man If you ain't there, they gone talk about you So I want them to know, I love you, I feel you, I'm representing for you So I know I got a certain amount of acclaim and everything So I bring the Bay with me, and 4-Tay, he always been raw to me And I like his style, when I was in jail, I used to listen to his stuff So when I got out, we clicked, we did the song Now he in jail, now I got to do what he did for me When I was in jail, he used to send out shout outs And say how he support me and everything Now I support 4-Tay, everybody pray for him and send letters I hope the brother get out of jail soon as possible and get back to his shit Because you know it's a struggle for every young black man 4-Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge [Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] I ain't trying to make you feel all down and bitter This is for my dog, about to pour me out a little liquor Could of swam in the tears shedded in the Bay Try to hold it in, couldn't help but cry all day I'm stressing, please with my rap, hopefully it's working Because when your folks leave this earth, man, that shit be hurting Emotional traumas, enough to make you lose your ground No matter what happen, just represent and put it down I feel I owe this to the real g's across the nation Not just the R.I.P., a player's type of dedication What's rap without the game, gangsters, and villains My fears of this calls me on got to make a killing Because my voices is saying things that I ain't ever heard of And just because of that, a nigga wants to plot a murder? But I got something for them suckers who intend to rush me Part two, and only God can judge me [Hook: Rappin' 4-Tay] From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? And all the real players, pour out some Hen This my dedication to a million soldiers May you rest in peace, this coming from the Forte From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? And all the real players, pour out some Hen This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac And you can best believe - that it won't stop, uh [Verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay] You should've known that I'd be coming back, especially after All the drama that done happened, got to holler at you Coolio hot and the Together Brothers kicked the game But things done got so out of hand that we can't even sing This ain't a sad song, man this some real shit Go to clubs and chop up game, who pump that rough shit? Wish I could bring you all back from heaven but I can't Sometimes I reminisce and down a whole fifth of drink But the least I could do is stay on the hit list Despite the controversy, put it down and shift the gift Life goes on just like a show goes on The player haters roll on, but man we oh so strong Wish I could bring you back through the time So we could spit some rhymes, and show them busters how players recline So took the deepest feelings in the heart, and when the drama starts Just ask yourself who was down from the very start [Hook: Rappin' 4-Tay] [Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] Things just ain't the way they used to be It seems the more money you stack, the more retracted enemies First round draft pick, millions for baskets Jealousy and envy results to nothing but caskets And it's a cold thing for a black man He clocking more than you clock, so you let that 9' rain? True enough there's a lot of drama in a ghetto story And a lot of tears, but that comes with the territory That's why you got to keep the game on the shelf And by all means, look out for your legitimate work So let me put you up on the scoop, because suckers like to swoop Before you know it you got caught up in the pimping And ain't nothing you can do to pay the price Like innocent people I know with 25 to life It's got me caught up, stuck, trapped in a corner But it's Westside for life, I'm representing California [Hook: Rappin' 4-Tay 3X (w/ minor variations)] [Outro: Rappin' 4-Tay] And anybody who lost a loved one Rappin' 4-Tay and Rag Top We too willing not to feel you May you rest in peace My dedication
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni