Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 5000 Ones, artist - Young Dro. Album song Bleedin' da Block 14, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.11.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: PME
Song language: English
5000 Ones |
VERSE 1: |
I woke up in a puddle of blood look like im finished cuz blood jumpin out my mouth like kd off menace |
And currby hollin call the people, my nigga hit my eyes roll back i hear Bleek |
say aww shit |
Datz wen i started havin flashes bout my dirty ways neva thought id see a mutha |
fuckin early grave |
I hit the hospital they fill me up wit IV can’t take the pain all im thinkin is won’t you die please |
I hear my mama on the elevator goin crazy all i rememba is not my baby not my baby |
Im trynna fight it cuz im burnin from dis rusty yat and all im thinkin is Ivyonna hollin where dad |
My tears drop i hear the doctor hollin surgery my last chance to try and make |
it thru dis murder please |
Then i heard flat line and i woke up sweatin |
I tried to tell my nigga but he was restin |
COURSE: |
I had a dream i had a dream but it was nuttin like Dr. King (fuckin right) |
I had a dream i had a dream but it was nuttin like Dr. King (fuckin right) |
I had a dream i had a dream but it was nuttin like Dr. King (fuckin right) |
I had a dream i had a dream but it was nuttin like Dr. King |
VERSE 2 WEBBIE: |
Last night i had a dream i was at the fair wit my bitch and he was wit his |
click at the fair wit his 6 |
He had on all black and his hair was in twist beffin since way back middle |
skool in the 6th |
Watchin his every step cuz i know dis nigga real and leave me stankin i know |
dis nigga will and he did |
Caught me slippin by the farris will and let me have it right there my ole lady |
and my son right there |
He ain’t care he jus kept thumpin |
But my heart kept thumpin and i wondered why till i opened my eyes and ran to my 9 feelin threatened and shit sweatin and shit still thinkin i was hit |
No one for me to get so im bootin at the wall |
Still feelin played started shootin at the wall |
Thinkin my life was takin sweatin shakin in my draws wonderin is dat a sign of a call from the big dawg |
REPEAT COURSE |
VERSE 3 BOOSIE: |
My next dream i was on a island playin wit my lil gurl watchin news bout |
binlodin wen i heard sum shells poppin |
I wondered who dis is want my dick and my dirt |
Eitha a hitta or kidnappa jus to get to victert |
I went below deck got 4 decks and got in da corna wit my daughter right behind |
me so dnt nobody dnt hurt her |
Got the first one up on deck creepin slow wit his 9 got my knife and slit his |
throat as i could flow from behind |
Got his nigga in the kitchen we went toe fa toe blow fa blow duck threw a hit |
blaw caught him and he hit da floor |
Now theres 1 mo and i hear dat nigga walkin he in the toy room and toys finna |
get to talkin |
He hit the hallway and wave his pistol down from side ta side i reach down low |
spot him hit him right between his eyes |
Damn and i woke up sweatin |
You know why (fuckin right) |
REPEAT COURSE |
Dream on nigga (dream on nigga) |
We gone dream on nigga and everybody |
We gone dream on nigga and yall and we gone dream on (dream on nigga) fuckin |
right nigga i had a dream |