Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 'O russo e 'a rossa (Ritmo moderato) , by - Renato Carosone. Release date: 08.01.2013
Song language: English
'O russo e 'a rossa (Ritmo moderato) |
| aint no hope in the streets, you broke you sell dope |
| all my young niggaz outside hustlin coke |
| know the drama, if you aint sellin crack then its ganja |
| I been through it dun, hittin niggaz two for one |
| pullin guns out and bustin my shits too |
| what? |
| I aint give a fuck |
| I used to get a rush when i bust mine |
| backin up my nickle and dimes |
| goin thru difficult time |
| writin my life story in rhyme |
| but when I look at all the niggas |
| they hit with mad time |
| in proportion with the big king pins it dont fit |
| you could get caught with barely a half a slab |
| and the judge sentence you like you ran the ave |
| I aint plan to get rich fom sellin that shit |
| it was survival |
| my game plan was not to get knocked by 5−0 |
| but who am I just a young nigga caught in the mix |
| and if this weed dont sell I’m’a cop me a brick |
| sellin dope, servin weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat |
| sellin dope, servin weed, we had to hustle to hustle just to eat |
| its been a minute snce I been in the game |
| some years back I held crack |
| I couldn’t say the same thing |
| ask my niggas bang double and rowley |
| we was trouble got the fiends spot bubbling hot |
| we wouldnt never make a lot |
| I mean not like scarface or nino brown |
| or george bush no matter what you push |
| it was politics and camera tricks |
| very deceptive |
| criminal lies |
| us in fooled with the collective |
| for the most part we don’t own no boats and planes |
| we just cop it from poppi |
| bag it in the cellophane |
| its a family thing |
| you got to hustle all night |
| yo I seen fiends losing they brains for hard white |
| ask my aunt and my brother and my stressed out mother |
| how realistic it gets its sadistic |
| statistics show its sick how we livin |
| the one thing bigger than dope games is prisons |
| one million niggas inside |
| over three million is tied and plus the president lied |
| because the white house is the rock house |
| uncle sam the pusha man |
| this is for my people on the island |
| sellin dope, servin weed we had to hustle to hustle just to eat |
| sellin dope, servin weed we had to hustle just to eat |
| but what we gon do when we caught up and have to face responsibility? |
| (this that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit) |
| what we gon do when we caught up and have to face responsibility? |
| (this that ghetto shit, this that ghetto shit) |
| out on the block, white tee shirt, army fatigues |
| niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin for D sellin dope, you know how it beez |
| tryin to get that government cheese |
| and the D’s yell freeze |
| seliin dope, white tee shirt, army fatigues |
| niggas hold crack in they mouth watchin for D sellin dope, you know how it beez |
| tryin to get that government cheese |
| and the D’s yell freeze |
| tallahasee up in this bitch |
| my nigga maintain, nimrod |
| my nigga percent, abu |
| my brother troy locked up huey newton rest in peace |
| south rowley, california |
| brooklyn, dean street |
| dead prez 98 |
| get it straight |
| and all my family and my whole army |
| get it straight |