paroles de chanson Nigga Sings The Blues - Blackjack's Version - Spice 1
(Spice
1)
Another
nigga
sings
the
blues
Bailin'
up
outta
the
fo'
with
the
black
on
the
black
And
the
niggas
be
creepin',
we
rollin'
with
the
Mack
10
The
rats
in,
much
lands
for
the
dopefiends
on
my
block
I'm
dodgin'
cops,
never
stayed
along,
I'm
quick
to
move
Gotta
slang
the
rocks,
never
like
the
shit
I
hate
to
do
Livin'
in
the
city,
where
the
G's
die
young
And
the
niggas
be
heartless
so
I'm
that
trigger
black
Peel
a
cap,
make
a
slug
come
at
your
rack
Young
niggas,
American
dream,
is
slangin'
the
D
to
fiends
By
any
means
I
gotta
gets
mine,
don't
fuck
with
me
I'm
comin'
from
a
land
where
niggas
don't
play
that
funny
shit
Bugs
Bunny
shit,
cause
all
about
makin'
that
money
grip
It's
the
life
I
choose,
see
I
ain't
got
shit
to
lose
I
paid
my
dues,
a
nigga
still
singin'
the
blues
(Levander)
When
I
try
to
be
afraid
to
peel
your
cap
back
Nigga
sing
the
blues,
but
I
refuse
to
go
out
like
that
(Spice
1)
Po-po
be
quick
to
get
the
smobbin'
up
on
your
niggas
after
midnight
To
see
some
young
hustler
up
in
my
hood
that
got
them
three
strikes
- you
out!
Tryin'
to
get
the
fuck
away
from
their
ghetto
bird,
sirens
heard
I
ditch
my
Mack,
throw
away
my
crack,
I'm
losin'
stacks
of
mail
I'm
feel
to
lose
my
Beenie
hat,
what
is
that?
I
hear
a
cop
and
he
reachin'
for
my
back
Wish
it
was
a
bad
dream,
I
hear
my
homie
scream
They
beat
his
ass,
cops
and
rags
bloody
up
the
grass
What
the
fuck
can
a
hater
do?
Gotta
make
my
get
away
I
got
away
But
I'ma
come
back
slangin'
the
shit
another
day
See
the
case
of
cash
flow,
from
a
real
young
nigga
though
Shit
it
ain't
to
smooth,
a
nigga
still
singin'
the
blues
(Levander)
Gotta
make
my
money,
shit
ain't
even
funny
Cause
I'm
strugglin',
tryin'
to
make
up
real
pain
I
shit,
so
I'm
thuggin'
(Spice
1)
Runnin'
up
the
block
it's
me,
with
a
Chevey
350
Comin'
to
see
ya,
wouldn't
wanna
be
ya
Cause
you're
catchin'
slugs
player
What
a
way
to
end
your
life,
cause
dyin'
ain't
much
of
a
livin'
Gotta
get
chopped
with
nigga,
put
yourself
and
I'll
spit
this
hollow
tip
Cause
livin'
in
the
Bay
is
real,
better
know
how
to
shoot
your
steel
Niggas
wanna
gat
ya,
hummer
comin'
at
ya,
homies'
gonna
pack
your
shit
for
real
This
life
is
a
murder
show,
so
hit
the
fuckin'
flo'
I
blow,
niggas
up
out
their
boots
with
up
heavy
bailin'
through
Peel
a
cap
in
the
day
and
the
nighttime,
anytime
is
a
cop
is
a
right
time
Never
in
my
right
mind,
cause
niggas
on
the
block
fail
to
see
That
I'm
out
to
crush,
choppin'
up
dope,
runnin'
out
the
crackhouse
Through
the
back
house,
see
niggas
we
ain't
that
dumb,
we
hit
that
back
route
Still
free
to
tell
the
news,
don't
wear-wear
that's
niggas
shoes
Can't
never
snooze,
cause
I'm
a
nigga
that's
still
singin'
the
blues
(Levander)
When
I
try
I'm
ready
to
peel
your
cap
back
Nigga
sing
the
blues,
but
I
refuse
to
go
out
like
that
When
I
try
I'm
ready
to
peel
your
cap
back
Nigga
sing
the
blues,
but
I
refuse
to
go
out
like
that
1 D-Boyz Got Love For Me
2 Face Of A Desperate Man
3 Strap On The Side
4 Jealous Got Me Strapped
5 Tell Me What That Mail Like
6 Doncha Runaway
7 Hard To Kill
8 Nigga Sings The Blues - Blackjack's Version
9 You Can Get A Gat For That
10 Bustas Can't See Me
11 Murder Ain't Crazy
12 Stickin' To The "G" Code
13 Give The "G" A Gat
14 Three Strikes
15 You Done Fucked Up
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