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

Scott

Hey, 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'

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

Sometimes I think I'm getting
And if I don't say, "Yes" a nigga quick to get
That's the reason I stay
I keep a vest on my chest the cops is getting restless
'round ready to light shit up
And since my is fucked, some say I'm slightly nuts
Buck, buck is the as I move up
Other pay attention when a fool bust

They a nigga be a killer
I used to be a dealer but they wanted to see who's
Now them same motherfuckas murder me
And I wonder if the Lord heard of me
I need loot, so I'm what I do
And don't say shit until you've in my shoes
There's no destiny to choose
I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin' the po blues

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

Pappa need new shoes, but what the fuck can a nigga do
My boy gotta eat too
So why must I a fella? Just live large like Rocafella
And did you ever to think? I'm old enough to go to war
But I old enough to drink
Cops wanna hit me with the book, and hooked on my
'I don't a fuck look

Makin' rules, I'ma break 'em, no matter how you make 'em
You show me bacon, I'ma 'em
So don't you ever tempt me, I'm a fool for mine,
And my pockets empty
To my brother in the
You're livin' worse the niggas in ghetto so
I give a about your language or complexion
You got love for the niggas in my

You got problems with the punk
run from the chumps, get the pump from me
We ain't free, be damned if I played a chip
For a blond haired, eyed Caucasian bitch
Down my home boy, rich
a snitch and groupie ass bitch
And a with a cellular phone
Leave his at home so he can go out and bone
And you wonder why we niggas
'Cause you 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 headin' for the pen

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

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