Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song It's Alright , by - MC Eiht. Song from the album Veterans Day, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 27.09.2004
Record label: Native
Song language: English
It's Alright |
| Anyway, forget it nigga |
| It’s Alright |
| If you’re standing on the corner hustle all night |
| Everybody trying to get it till we all tight |
| Anyway, forget it girl |
| It’s Alright |
| If you’re standing on the corner hustle all night |
| Everybody trying to get it till we all tight |
| All I try to do is stack dough |
| Anywhere that I can get it man, y’all don’t know |
| I’ve been in this since the beginning man, check my flow |
| And my words gonna bring drama, boy, it’s gonna show |
| I’m serious |
| Just like Steady B |
| Hoping I don’t get caught for robbery |
| It’s a motherfucking jungle out here all day |
| Shots rang out in the place I stay |
| And that’s my word |
| Trying to stack, cop a bird |
| Being the motherfucking nigga is the word I heard |
| I’m on the curve |
| Feet up, blowing the herb |
| Do Not Disturb |
| We moved out, weighted the birds |
| (Hey) |
| You don’t see no welcome mat |
| Niggas like bitches might turn to wraps |
| Play Crip niggas might change the stacks |
| Never mind the mic status, I’m still strapped with gats |
| Anybody get it, boy that means you |
| Nightmare of Compton is all true |
| Another nigga dead so what you gonna do? |
| A small fraction of what we go through |
| There’s murder in the town, trying to put in work |
| Then watch out, cause jealous fools might go berserk |
| He see, she see, they scheme a plot |
| Of being a beer memory, what? |
| Eiht gets shot |
| Not! |
| Imma shoot for the dough |
| And keep squeezing the trigger till my finger’s sore |
| You’ll be another victim who fucked with colors he wore |
| You’ll be the first dead nigga on my reality show |
| Gangsta with no calls |
| And I could run through the clips with no faults |
| And sometimes that means life behind bars |
| Finally dumb lady young hero’s stars |
| You get it? |
| Street Life got me oh so hooked |
| Get what I split or get your shit took |
| Don’t look, Imma say fuck the math |
| And let me finish my task, no questions asked |
| Niggas still struggling, niggas get mine |
| At any given time, so I keeps the nine |
| One time, with the flashlight, trying to shine |
| Loaded, motherfucker’s way out of line |
| I’m a borderline psycho, I ain’t like no |
| Other motherfucker with an AK Rifle |
| The bitches say «You so trifling Eiht! |
| But I still want you to fuck me, and I can’t wait.» |
| Late Night, the domestic fight |
| The neighbors call the cops and I take flight |
| You nosy motherfuckers know that ain’t right |
| Hope I cross your path, get it down on sight |