Текст, перевод и аккорды “Personal Business”
- (talking) Check it, brrrrrow! That was personal! It's real with this I came here right now to put a little hope in the hearts, and the minds of those have-nots You don't wanna be broke, you wanna be rich and famous (Bad Azz is a fool) well why would you go where everybody knows what your name is (Bad Azz is a fool) [Verse 1] I'm a product of the block selling crumbs off this fifty dollar rock and my house is the dope spot on the couch with the door locked Shorty K's on the phone, Lil J's on the floor the Jeffersons on the tube somebody knockin at my door who is it? I aint expectin no visit so shady, I answer the door with the 380 cuz lately, haters been pushing my buttons frontin niggas get nothin it's like all of the sudden everybody's want a Bentley everybody got a rap everybody done been in a gang or sold a little crack How's that? for history on Unsolved Mysteries you niggas wanna holla at Bad, you can get with me in traffic I'm a hood-type nigga made good I'm the chronic wit it, stress weed tastes like wood and you should, recognize life is more important every second that goes by, it's only getting shorter we order death at the burger stand murder stands closer to love than hate, wait drugs are more abundant than fate and there some places about as safe as being nowhere close to your gun out in Kosovo run on feet from the cops, with the lights from the chopper on your back ditch the strap, with the other hand throw the sack if they catch me without the gun they gon' stretch me fuck a six, I'd rather deal with God and repent and on this one way street of life that ends in the middle there's a little time left, let's hit the liquor store and get some liqour nigga drink away the drama before it leads us astray wake up drunk and do the same thing the very next day and aye aye if I cane I aint got enough money honey real sunny days make me horny, do you want me to spend a little money on your panties and a movie and some candy with some doobie and some brandy, and he took her to the hotel to whoop her and let her throw tail all around the room, and check out about noon to zoom zoom and I smashed off just to drop the ass off and turn the beat up, and speed up cuz this the type of shit that niggas thrash on (chorus) You don't wanna be broke, you wanna be rich and famous (Bad Azz is a fool) well why would you go, where everybody knows what your name (Bad Azz is a fool) I can see you don't know, exactly what the game is (Bad Azz is a fool) I'm just trying to give you hope, that's exactly what my aim is (Bad Azz is a fool) [Verse 2] In this forsaken life of sin they got a cell for you waiting at the pen your homies is there, that aint never coming back again it's silly murders in the dope game robbed and executed over cocaine from Little Rock on back up to Spokane and L.A.'s the same thang the same place the kids play they gang bang they bang bang and shoot em up and who the fuck! got heart enough to talk to a pistol blow the whistle on your life it's like craps on the dice bustin' caps on a bike flee speedin down an alley thinking 'Damn! It's somethin bout Cali' It's water or the Cavi naw maybe it's the bitches and the sunshine fool it's the palm trees, cool breeze and one time This the home of ragtops and swimsuits we wear Chuck Taylors, nigga we don't fuck with Timb boots We 2pac wit it (what)
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