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Les paroles de For So Long

Artiste:

B-Legit

Album:

The Hemp Museum

Titre:

For So Long

Date d'ajout:

18/10/2007

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169 fois

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B-legit:

So much mail i can hardly spend it

Vs lumps in my rolex pendent

Shit been

spending for the past ten years

Face done escaped all tatooed tears

I guess i can only

thank the lord for that

'cuz shit was gettin' hectice tryin' to get my scratch

If it

wasn't them one time penelopes

It was coward ass niggaz tryin' to take my g's

When i first

started out i was broke as a bitch

Grew up in the slums wouldn't trade it for shit

'cuz

the niggaz that was rich when i was poor

Is now on blow and comin' through buyin fat 2-0

See they spend it with me

But pretendin' to be

On the grind

Tryin' to get a stack

like mine

But now i'm knowin'

Pockets growin'

And when it's snowin'

???????

Yo' nigga can't lie i was livin' it up

The rule of big pimpin' now my '70 cut'

I probably

hit the park drinkin on bo's berry

Slammin' rick james 'cuz i'm in love with mary

You

can't be scary if you want your scrill

Pack you steel

Nigga kill at will

Guard your

grille

'cuz if you real

Then it's on

I'm talkin' so long

X4

Oh so long

making my revi's

So many playas comin' up in the game

And everybody got a sack of

rock cocaine

Mobb car drivin'

Condo livin'

And every fuckin' day was just like

thanksgiving

The city where i'm from is getting so damn cold

Niggaz outta control

At

16 years old

Them young muthafuckas ain't givin' a fuck

They tryin' to get a buck

And

get some hair on their nuts

The savage ass grind starting takin' my mind

A nigga came

through with all new tec-9's

Semi-automatic with extended clips

A chopper every nigga down

with my click

Neighborhood funkin'

Mail's on slow

It's barely comin' through

And

all i'm sellin is o's

I ride high performance when it gets like this

Electric everything,

racing cam and kits

I'm livin' on the edge but i'm lovin' the high

I'm either goin' down

or i'm goin' die

Hot ones echo through the geto limp

Put the tip out the window let the ak

spit

They just caught my homey with a pound of crack

Plus the other day they said he

robbed a bank

A million dollar bail in his uncle's own

All charges got dropped cuz it's oh

so long

X4

Oh so long making my revi's

My momma must have prayed real

hard for me

'cuz i woke up in the mornin' wasn't slanging no d

I was on my way out to the

church to see

If the lord could find a better way today for b

Read me some scriptures

Fed my soul

And i'll tell you like this i ain't slangin' no more

Your boys been blessed in

so many ways

In the night and in the day and in his name i pray

Thanks for the lexus,

jewels, and home

Even though i can't take 'em with me when i'm gone

But heaven is the

place for legitimate b

So when you come and get your folks you comin' for me

X4

Oh so long making my revi's

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Les paroles de l'artiste: B-Legit

1.	Intro
2.	Rollin Wit Hustlers
3.	Playa Partner
4.	D-boy Blues
5.	The Hemp Museum
6.	4 Tha Scrilla
7.	Gets Down Like That
8.	Aint Hard 2 Find
9.	Can My Nine Get Ate
10.	N***** Get They Wig Split

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