Текст, перевод и аккорды “Reality Check Part 2”
- [B.G. talking] What it be like nigga Baby I see you nigga Weezy I see you too nigga Ya'll know what's up with me just like I know what's up wit ya'll Ya'll been through me just like I've been through ya'll nigga So you know I'm bout to check that ass Gotta check that ass [B.G.] I know you trying to feel where I've been Laid back, ducked off, paper chasing Ducking, dodging the pen On the road trying to make it shake Rap hustlin' from state to state I got cheddar to make Also got cash for days Pies to push, blocks to move Coke to sell 36 ounces for 22 And I still got the block in me Glock with me, feds post up watching me Me and my clique got a shop Bust the game wide open Once it was down man you know we had to hold it All of the sudden niggaz head's start swelling Money, fame, and power turn niggaz heads to melons Mo money, mo feddy, mo niggaz got greedy Knowing I'ma piece of the puzzle that's needed How you gone not break bread with B. Geezy? Break bread with B. Geezy You don't want me to shine nigga That's why ya'll niggaz is jive niggaz Nothing but pretty-fine niggaz Don't make me grab that iron nigga Put it between ya eyes nigga Bring you on that dark side nigga Wayne you know you was mine nigga Way before Baby or Rabbit Nigga, B. Gizzle was yo' daddy You know I'll do you something nasty Leave your motherfuckin brains on the dash board of that G-Wagon It's bout to get ugly You pushed me to this point nigga Now you bout to get burnt nigga I'ma paint the real picture – bitch nigga You know Geezy was the G'est in the clique nigga Remember I used to come and getcha You remember begging Miss Cita to let me baby sit ya Dog your under me Your whole life you studied me Tryin to be one of me You ain't ready Dwayne Carter You let Baby put cables on you You a fish in shark infested water I feel sorry for your daughter Look what she's got…to call a father Whos gone get himself slaughtered This ain't even much the beginning Geezy ain't even got started Now hold up…say Bubba You going there with me? You know I know what's up From your office to house hold You know I know whats up From (?) and (?) Now do you wanna be exposed? You want me to spread the how low? And tell the world how it really go? You know I'm from Uptown nigga You know I'm the reason all them head bustas around nigga Cause you know you ain't down nigga You ain't ready to act a ass and straight clown nigga Look I'm the gangsta I'm the number one hot boy Don't make me spank ya If I catch you slipping In one of them whips in yours I'm gone pop a clip in and start spitting And anything that's in my target is getting hitting Anything that's in my target is getting hitting I'm too real nigga not to keep it real with me It's too much to be made, trying to steal from me All that shit bout “Long as you straight, I'm straight” All that talk “As long as you got, I got” That's dead weight, I need mine You say I got it dog, I got to see mine Man your kids eating good I got to feed mine Look you say I'm a druggy and I got weak mind It ain't your business if I spend it in a weeks time That's my issue nigga, so let me get it Won't you just cut that check and let me spend it Nigga won't you just cut that check and let me spend it You got yurn now why you holding mine? I'm a grown man I don't need you controlling mine You got yurn why you holding mine? You's a bitch, I don't need you controlling mine I help nigga make this bread, bigger that bread I can't get a sandwich that's how you gone play me Money will never come between a clique that's what you said Money freaked you out and went straight to your head You never thought the day come I'd be from under you Wayne You never thought the day come I'd be doing my thang Everything that goes up must come down Everything that goes round gotta come back round I'm telling you my nigga It don't pay at all to be a dog, ya'll gone have ya'll day But ya'lls gone come a little quicker You gone get your issue fucking with this nigga [B.G. talking] How you love that there huh? Straight reality check nigga Straight from Gizzle to you bitch made niggaz I can't believe you nigga Baby you bitch nigga Nigga I respected you, looked up to you nigga Like a big brother nigga, like a father figure nigga And you gone (?) on a nigga like that nigga But I ain't trippin' ya heard me Cause you know I'm a gangsta in the game nigga I'ma get me nigga, I'ma be alright nigga It's all gravy ya heard me And Weezy bitch…you know I related you nigga Come on now, don't play no games nigga Nigga you's a hoe, just like that Slim I see you nigga, it ain't yo
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