Текст песни 25 to Life - G Count , Deecon

Niggas trigga fingers be itching
Like head lice
Yea, niggas trigga fingers be itching
Like head lice
Yea, niggas tr
Yea, niggas tr
Yea

Niggas trigger fingers be itching
Like head lice
When you hot
You know not to stop
At them red light
You be lacking in traffic
Catch a full metal jacket shell
Through the scale
Have it leaking out
Like an egg white
It was like one o clock
When he spun the block
It was get back from the other day
Muhfuckas sprayed bout a
Hundred something shots
It's hot on the south side
Niggas getting back doored
And they babies getting caught up
In the cross fire
And that was a hit
Cause them witnesses was getting
Court subpoenaed
Yea, Yea
Ain't give em a chance
To get on the stand
And raise his right hand
Pointing fingers
Shorties blowing back and forth
Gunplay is like a sport
Yea, Yea
So when they slide
They'on give a fuck who outside
Shit, they got to score
Talm bout put the guns down
Nigga talk is cheap
Cause crash dummies brain dead
Getting tricked off the streets

Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight
Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight

I say
Lil buddy got a forty on em
And he not afraid to use it
And it came with a drum set
And a scope
So he not afraid to shoot it
Crazy out here
It ain't how it was in the nineties
And he trying prove it
His momma told his uncles on em
But they couldn't move em
To the burbs
Where his daddy at
Now he bout to lose it
Adderol and percosetes
Just to slide on his ops
He ain't ready yet
His other homie got angel dust on a blunt
Trying to show he really wet
The one in the back
On the passenger side
Got an AR
Trying to really flex
The driver the youngest
One amongst them
He just eager
Cause he know what's next
Quick right
At the light
Just might
Hit whoever's in sight
They know
Putting up a good fight
Don't mean a gat damn thing
When a guns in ya right
They don't care who outside
It ain't bout pride
This is how we
Live and survive
Yo best friend died
How you not ride
Fuck a judge and
Twenty five to life

Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight
Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight

Bo
Shorties think it's sweet
Til they feel that heat
Hopping off in that hot fire
Niggas shock when them killers hop out
Guns barking like Rottweilers
Clips long as a broomstick
Them 40 cals is not quiet
Whole lotta shoots
Bystanders thought niggas
Was never was gon stop firing
Think smart nigga use ya head for a whole lick
Or I will pop a pill, jack a car
And start shooting shit like Kobe
Big facts
Yea these young be playing for keeps
Betta keep ya head on swivel
If you wanna play in them streets
Niggas slide and get to cooking shit
Like a chef on the block
Better come right
I dun seen niggas try to hit
And get left on the block
I have
Facts
So don't lack
Cause you might die tonight
It's cold out here
If ya killer get caught
That's twenty five to life

Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight
Somebody facing twenty five to life
Cook County jail
They flying them kites
Gotta free them guys
They riding with pipes
It's money on ya head
Somebody gon die tonight