| Come home tired from a long trip
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| My feet hurt cuz a nigga pullin' double shifts
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| Rice and peas, that’s some brown stool chicken cookin'
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| Eat a plate, smoke a blunt and fuck a little pussy
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| Fell asleep on the floor in my girl’s arms
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| In my dreams dogs barkin' at the house alarm
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| Get louder, hold up this shit for real
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| I wake up lookin' for my pistol then I see my girl
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| Not here as I run into the livin' room
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| But I was too late, she was on her knees on the floor
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| Banger to her head, them niggas told me not to move
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| I’m still neck in with no weapon, what was I to do?
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| One nigga grabbed my girl and took her to the bedroom
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| The other nigga told me y’all gon be dead soon
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| If you don’t tell me where the cash and the work at
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| I told him in the garage, in that ole white ‘Vette
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| Here I am, lying naked by the front door
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| Hands and feet ducktaped cuz I was moving slow
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| Helpless, wasn’t nothing I could do
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| Hook
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| And I could hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I could hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I could hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I told myself I wasn’t gonna die tonight
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| Even though that’s what the shit was looking like
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| This nigga that I’m doin' business with
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| He got a short pack and now he think I’m with the shit
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| That’s why these niggas runnin' through my crib
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| I guess I’m witnessin' you really get it how you live
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| Now they lookin' for my car keys
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| Now I’m feelin' like I can’t breathe
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| They put the loot inside my girl car
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| That’s when the bullshit got started
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| Man, this fuckin' shit we live ain’t got no rules
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| Hook
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| As I heard my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I could hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I could hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I hear my girl screamin' from the bedroom
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| I heard the garage door as it came down
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| My girl, she quiet now, not makin' a sound
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| I’m tryin' to listen and make sure that them niggas gone
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| I can’t believe this shit happened right off in my home
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| My girl appeared in the hallway still shakin'
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| Stumbled over to me on the floor still naked
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| Cut the tape off, I ran and put some shorts on
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| Looked in the garage, both of our cars gone
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| Fuck, 911 ain’t the number to call
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| I know who done it I don’t gotta involve the laws
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| That’s what happens when you play with other niggas bread
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| Thank God cuz we both could’ve been dead
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| After that I never touched another brick at work
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| Took it as a sign cuz it could’ve been worse
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| Heart still beat fast when I think about it
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| My girl still wake up having bad dreams about it
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| Still here to talk about it, that’s the main thing
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| A little game forward, ‘nother nigga in the game
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| More who love the story do it wrong, get it wrong
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| Premro, Lucky’s theme song |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lucky's Theme Song , by - 8 Ball. Song from the album Life's Quest, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп