paroles de chanson Trust Nobody - Sticky Fingaz , Mr Streetz

You know it's a street thing
Don't want to be leaking
I ain't trusting no one
(Can't trust nobody)
If it come down to my life
Though threaten my life
Jump 'n' bustin' my gun
(Yeah, bust my shit)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
I made the bullets go La-La-La-La-La
(La-da-da-dah-da-da-dah-da-da-dah)
Yo, you looking at the face of death
Gun shots, make a bet
First nigga take a step
Pistol where ya face is at
Tell me what you make it at
Give you life, take it back
Celebrate in case of that
Course life, who paid for that?
Most you niggas fade to black
Can't believe you came for that
You cryin'? It's too late for that
Too many in the grave for that
Had to step away from that
Departed, but I made it back
Target symbol on my back
Never catch a nigga lack

The timing is fleeting
The criminals eating
I ain't trusting no one
(Can't trust no one)
If it come down to my life
You're threatening my rights
I'm busting my gun
(Yeah I bust it, yeah I bust it)
I make the bullets go La La La La La
(La da da da da da)
I make the bullets go La La La La La
(La da da da da da)
Yo
Sentimental
It's that Kris and Kendall
Plastic body parts and they ain't never getting medals
Half these bruddas in a war but most of them in major peril
I can always hear the barking when I pull up in the kennels (woof)
Because the dargs guns bark but their pistols are old
Most the straps here are rusty and they're covered in mould
But don't settle in the mind that they'll leave you in whole
Cos I could show you 20 hitters that would leave you a hole
I got a brudda doing life
A brudda doing crime
And I haven't even mentioned all the bruddas who have died
So admitting that I've cried
Isn't something I should hide
When I've seen a brudda's life seeping out of his eyes
I could make a neck crack
With no chiropractor
And I'd never settle down, want a model or actor
I mean actress, tell them pussies act less, practice
Or you'll be flattened on a canvas

The timing is fleeting
The criminals eating
I ain't trusting no one
(Can't trust no one)
If it come down to my life
You're threatening my rights
I'm busting my gun
(Yeah I bust it, yeah I bust it)
I make the bullets go La La La La La
(La da da da da da)
I make the bullets go La La La La La
(La da da da da da)

Most these bruddas filled with hot air
They're sucking balloons
And if you're following your wins then you've got nothing to lose
I beg you follow my advice and not suffer abuse
Or you could perish in the war at the hands of the troops
I got another invitation
Another black tie
But I'm on it so I'm busy on the streets tonight
I get awards for amount of times I'm hitting the guys
It's a grim one
But I know that I'll be taking the prize