| Smokin' all this dope and shit, poppin' xans just to cope with shit
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| Know where my devotion is, lil while I had to go through this
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| I’m startin' to think I’m cursed out here
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| The shit could get worse out here but I’m hurt out here
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| You gotta shoot first out here, seen my nigga in a hearse this year
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| Man, this shit ain’t fair
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| Live life, long assets, from that can I get a break?
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| I’m tryna expunge, my past ligation got an eye for a drive like yesterday
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| Fought your life off, off one mistake
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| Now they got you upstate servin' 8
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| But you gotta stay strong, my nigga, hold your all, my nigga
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| Until your home, don’t lose faith
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| Now lil bro’s stuck, with nobody else to look up to
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| So he turned to the streets
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| With no concern for beliefs, he might be holding that heat
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| And if a nigga want beef, he drum it like he totin' two
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| Cold time, now he call it through, a couple years past you
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| Went fast didn’t know that it’s him that he’s talkin' to
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| He grown up now, all these niggas know wassup now
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| They tell you that they gettin' bucks now
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| He asks you sum' now, you tell I’m that they bout to let you come home
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| So he don’t really give a fuck now, it’s just your luck now
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| Ball home a couple weeks later, you bout to get yo dress out
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| Mom' on the phone, crying saying lil bro got stretched out
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it
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| She said it was for her tuition
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| So every night she stripping, next semester she skipping
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| She more concerned with her business
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| Her friends tell her she tripping, but she don’t seek no advice
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| May be wrong, but she know she right, but still baby girl was so polite.
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| I never thought she was the ho type
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| Then some nigga came in her life, now some shit start changing
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| She started cam pipes
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| That’s why she kept it straight faded
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| Say she wanna live the life, every night she wasted
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| When you get her off the white, she gon' do what you say then
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| And ask where you got her
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| She gon' fuck once she get off that powder
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| Run a train, let all the homies ride her
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| If you go fuck girl, make it by the gallop
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| Put an only check in bout 22 hours
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| Baby girl got her money up
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| All these bitches tryna fuck with her, all these niggas tryna fuck on her
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| Everything goin' right, didn’t think she could fuck this up
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| She was on the track one night, a nigga pull up in a white van
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| He said ‘miss, do you have the time?' |
| She said ‘yes, it’s about ten'
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| Somebody sent the goons back and they put her in
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| Surprised by her man and a couple friends
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| Supposedly she wasn’t makin' pair with him
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| He made sure she gon' never see that bread again
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| Damn!
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it
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| Everybody wants to be somebody
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| Say you got it, but I ain’t buy it |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everybody, artist - Joey Fatts. Album song Ill Street Blues, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп