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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : The Reason

Année de sortie : 2001  |  Label : Barclay Beanie: Yeah Sparks in here, The Truth in here
Sparks: Yeah
Beanie: Yeah - Witness - Tales of a Hustler
Sparks: Im going to ride nigga
Beanie: Ya Know - This just the life we live uh, this just the life we lead
Sparks: Yeah Yeah Gangsta
Beanie: Tales tales
Sparks: Gangsta! Yeah

Sparks: Sugar coat

Omillio Sparks the young gun
My life as an adolescent said I'll go through something
Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls
So I kept guns in my palm like Mesiah scripts in Psalms
I should fear no man but God
So lord knows we could get it on
Guns baptized guys testing my pride
Clearing my conscience in the liquor
With a fifth of ThunderBerg but I be guzzling hard
Playing the corners with a washed up old-head
She's in tuned by whispers
Same corner where I banged at with niggers
Cops drive by and grin on us
If they grabbed then one of them nosey neighbors done snitched on us(Again?)
Hey this game juicy got me puffing looseys
Every two days interigated by the police
See its like little cost more than your Roli
Money cause my to live his whole life(Damn!)
When he was here it was easy to love him like a brother
Now thats he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother
I mean - What do you say to a woman
Thats just lost her only son to the game and I gotta say mommy
"Imma ride for him"
The look that she gave me "Like Sparks you got some nerve
Cause most of these niggas dont keep their words
Now I'm under pressure
And I cant even break that type of promise and yall niggas paint that picture
Missing your freedom
On the strength of memories of him
The time he made you laugh
The time he bust his gat when them other niggas ran
How real is that?
Omillio Sparks niggas holla back

Beanie: TALES - OF - A - HUSTLER

Sparks: Chorus x2

In this life you not promised tommorow
So take it bitter with the speed to maintain
In these viscious streets
Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money
Like some gamble everybody got a number on me
TALES OF A HUSTLER

Beanie:

I'm back to the block with it
Wait let me clear that up
Im back to the blocks that you get when your block get it
Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it
Get large with a little water when you pop wip it
I send hope to late scramblers
Sling coke to you late you scramblers
Go broke sling soak to you late night scramblers
Look - you loose limbs when fuck with him
That be I strapped and high
FBI all on back want to trap the guy
Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies
Never that too many gats
Too many guns
Too many vest
Tough guys not to many left
Where they at?
Dead or locked behind bars in jail
I know I aint too far from hell
I'll spit the devil these bars in hell
Dog I been through it son
Look at my scars and tell
Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tented
No excuses on who might be in it
You know passenger twisting backwoods
Slightly spinning
Crack the window the indo slightly scented
Splash of haze and hash lightly blented
Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid
In small piece
I'll snatch your family up
Start from tall nephews to your small nieces
Bitches

Chorus x2

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