Текст, перевод и аккорды “This Ring”
- (Intro) Da da da da da da da, da da da da da da Da da da da, Come on Do you, Take this man to be you lawfully wedded husband In sickness and in health For richer or for poorer For better or for worse Til death do you part? I do Do you, Take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife In sickness and in health For richer or for poorer For better or for worse Til death do you part ? I do From the words of a patriot I often fear that the sins in my past Will come back to haunt me But the consequenses are more than I can bare I feel that shit This piece right here Is about what comes with fame And the struggle to keep family within a family I give you......This Ring (1st Verse) This ring Got me a top notch Straight hot fox We sought rocks And the Ewok Slot Was caught Got dropped two Playing hopscotch On the block Ought not twat plot Yo for hops knot I brought dots This ring Helped me remain sane No dame games Came from bane To a changed man No cane thang Refrain from gang bang Slang a praying brain Reigns family fame Then came pain Say hello to TECH N9NE Everybody wanna be down with a nigga Women get a whiff of the money Thinking of taking it from me They get up in the club Giving the love Throwin the pussy Full of liquor and bud Booty hopping around up in the MO Get to looking around Every ho wanna lick a nigga low Infatuated With niggas with dough Get 'em in the sack And try to make 'em let it go Tech N9ne Be autographing bitches In front of rappin niggas Who think of having figures They get to grapping triggas They can't imagine villians When they come back and get us We get to whacking niggas I ain't never wanted no parts of this I don't ever wanna break Another heart for this Why the Devil gotta make it Why the Lord gotta make something that'll kill Something so marvelous (Hook) This ring Brings demeaning Demons in G-strings Songs we sing Make 'em fiend semen And green things Clinging Dreaming Thinking of being Miss Thing With this ring But if i wasn't Tech N9ne Bitches wouldn't even wanna be with Tech N9ne If I did no music Then would you respect mine This wedding band and music draws a line Between Life and Tech N9ne (2nd Verse) This ring Was supposed to protect a nigga Best for niggas Who couldn't stop having sex With bitches Bless the Mrs. Who stress to kiss us Even though we spend on Checks with strippers Obsessed with clitorises This ring Made a nigga feel macho Cry fo Lie fo Die fo My ho Nigga I go face Diablo With a hostile gospel If I can't have tres or cuatro Little vatos Imma let a lot flow What the sell Up in Osco Up a nostril That sound like Tech N9ne Nigga where the weed Where the muthafucking Blow And the hoes (yes yes) Next to me Is Ectasy Asking me if i wanna roll (yes yes) Bitches never gave a fuck about a fling Make's it exciting When a married nigga Wanna fuck around And a bitch know he down for a fling (yes yes) I've been tested And alot of times Been invested Didn't know this Tech shit Would constantly Get a nigga molested Been aproached by some of the best tricks In the game And they came strong But I hanged on To this ring And I hope my son don't sing the same song (Hook Repeat) (3rd Verse) Quincy J told me Super stars are good providers But 2 times outta 10 When we on tour Family's not besides us What Can a nigga do When he make ends Add more to the time they spend While he make ends Everything else breaking And the bond at the house May end And your wifey steadily yellin bout quality time And you think With all the fame and fortune Shit outta be fine But what happens when The divorce papers just gotta be signed And you lose half And your children Cuz you gotta be N9ne I wanna relaxe wit 'em And spend time to the maximum But if silence is golden Then me making noise is platinum I gotta be Tech And Daddy and Hubby But music Women mixed with family's ugly
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