never tame He can't give it up Never give his heart away Can't give it up Never gonna give it away Gets it in the night Hides it from the light of
Übersetzung: Überlebende. Kann nicht Give It Up.
came with this Chopper City shit I gotta hold this shit down can't give it up Slim will turn in his grave if I don't live it up I put God first, family
and got all my dope then you stuck like Chuck Like Slim said don't take no loses that you can't make up Verse Two: {E. Vicious} See I don't want my
: [Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it
ain't no rabbit, I ain't no rat I'ma a soldier that will give you hell I ain't cat, I ain't no turtle get in beef and hide in a shell I ain't no mutt
Get It How I Live and In this bloody streets, that I live on it's real So I gotta play it raw, cause only the strong survive So it's a must I sell them
up fool I'm on that dope it ain't no secret but that shit ain't shive How am I stay high stay shive and get mine I can't do it so I gotta try to kick
Is it under my foot? Is it over my lips? Samo and Grace, What can you give? And where will you wed? It's not enough to give. Cause nobody saw you, Give
my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the poor Say there ain
other And although it seems heaven sent We ain't ready, to see a black President, uhh It ain't a secret don't conceal the fact the penitentiary's packed, and it
Jay Rock:] That money gotta make it What I gotta do to make it Do I really gotta take it Put this mack up to you face it Doin' what we gotta do to survive
Here we go, turn it up, let's start From block to block we snatchin hearts and jackin marks And the punk police can't fade me, and maybe We can have peace
don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, you don't do a goddamn thing I see death around the corner, gotta stay high while I survive In the city where
ain't given up on the hood it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love Niggaz give me props Forever hop, cause it don't stop On my block [Chorus
we go Turn it up Let's start From block ta block We're snatchin' hearts And jackin' marks And tha punk police can't fade me And maybe We can have
to bail sheets It ain't no telling if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night Probably involves me comin up
earl, spendin money 'til it's gone It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin on Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
