paroles de chanson Gotta Eat (feat. Lord Infamous) - DJ Paul

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)

I be gettin' work from the same dude five sum'n years
Laid back 'bout the years, it's what you do with them years
Went through the cheers and tears, my life took a change
As soon as I bought a thing I blew the whole thing

Me, LL and Chris at my crib gettin' pissed
Drunk, drainin', coke to the brain
And hit the strip club, find a girl that's game
And back to the pad, put the X in her vein
And we can talk about that a whole 'nuther day

But today a nigga pockets ain't straight
Long story short, I done fucked my money off
Straight to the point, I gotta holla at my boss
(At my boss)

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)

I really don't want to be robbin' this nigga
Remember in terms that we're hot with the siegle
But now I gotta soft this nigga
Drop this nigga, pop this nigga

We cockin' to make a lil' nigga run outta town
To pick up powder, pills and pounds of kush
Not realisin', the shit gon' get took
Remember, would this nigga play by the book?

Now [unverified] got that nigga shook
Snitched on me but is this good?
Sin took no second look
Nigga didn't make my money

Put no money on my books
Now I gotta get up for the stash
Dash and pop his hood

Why can't a nigga just keep the shit trill
And not be goin' out like a hoe?
Then he not become the bro of me, I am the scarecrow
No, I can't just run off with his doe

And let him go after that
His niggas know my niggas
Got the automatics wit' that

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)

I got mask on face, hand on heat
'Bout to rob my connect
'Cause I know he got them keys
I ain't no crosser but a nigga gotta eat

I ain't, I ain't no crosser
(I ain't no)
But a nigga gotta eat
(Gotta eat)