Luyện nghe bài hát Po Nigga Blues (Scott Storch Remix)

Scott

Hey, why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
A gotta pay the fuckin' rent

Crazy, I gotta look at you gave me
You claimin' I'ma criminal when you the one that me
They got me trapped in slavery
Now I'm lost in this holocaust for my grave, G
I told Sam, he fuck the war
And got a jaw for sayin', "Fuck the law"
And if you why I'm mad, check the record
What's a nigga gotta do to get

I think I'm getting tested
And if I don't say, "Yes" a nigga to get arrested
the reason I stay zestin'
I keep a vest on my incase the cops is getting restless
'round ready to light shit up
And my life is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck, is the sound as I move up
Other niggas pay attention when a bust

make a nigga be a killer
I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see realer
Now them same motherfuckas wanna me
And I wonder if the ever heard of me
I need loot, so I'm what I do
And say shit until you've walked in my shoes
There's no other to choose
I had nothing to lose, so I'm singin' the po nigga blues

Why'd you slang
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
A nigga gotta pay the fuckin'

Pappa need brand new shoes, but what the fuck can a do
My little boy eat too
So why I sock a fella? Just live large like Rocafella
And did you stop to think? I'm old enough to go to war
But I old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me the book, and you're hooked on my
'I give a fuck look

Makin' rules, I'ma break 'em, no how much you make 'em
You me bacon, I'ma take 'em
So don't you tempt me, I'm a fool for mine, nigga
And my pockets empty
To my in the barrio
You're livin' worse then the niggas in so
I give a fuck about your language or
You got love for the niggas in my

You got problems with the punk
Don't run from the chumps, get the pump me
We ain't free, be damned if I played a chip
For a blond haired, blue Caucasian bitch
Down my home boy, rich
a snitch and groupie ass bitch
And a nigga with a cellular
Leave his baby at home so he can go out and
And you why we blazin' niggas
you punks havin' babies can't raise the niggas
And they to be fuck ups too
Drink 40s of brew, singin' the blues

Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
Now I'm for the motherfuckin' pen

Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
Now I'm headin' for the pen

Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you crack?
I had to
Why'd you slang
I had to
Now I'm headin' for the pen

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