Текст песни Welfare - Styles P , Whispers
Fuck
you
and
fuck
all
them
If
you
don′t
like
me
then
load
up
and
bust
off
then
That
was
me
like
a
dime
ago,
now
I'm
cool
my
nigga
Learned
all
of
the
places
his
baby
mama
go
A
bullet
and
blood
is
all
that
I′mma
know
Kill
all
these
niggas
is
all
the
drama
know
Me?
I
throw
the
peace
sign,
violate
my
nigga
I
shoot
everything
up,
even
the
street
sign
Welfare,
section
eight,
fuck
that
shit
It
feel
good
heading
to
the
loft
clutching
fifth
Where
I'm
from
the
insurance
policy
is
your
gun
and
the
coke
pack
Never
go
to
sleep
where
they
woke
at
Walk
in
your
sleep,
talk
in
your
sleep
Me?
I
rhyme
and
run
and
get
it
off
in
the
streets
What
would
an
angel
offer
a
beast?
I'm
hoping
death
in
the
form
in
a
song
that
is
deep
Ghost
I
grew
up
on
welfare,
starve
Sugar
water
sub
sandwiches
They
ain′t
just
to
eat
I
ain′t
never
had
healthcare,
naww
Just
a
pistol
on
the
waist
for
the
beef,
load
up
Lord
nigga
you
can't
stop
it
no
(can′t
stop
it
no)
If
it's
a
war
then
you
gotta
go
(gotta
go)
Then
I
pull
up
to
your
block
Hang
that
shit
right
out
the
window
yelling,
"blagh
blagh"
Adios!
Couple
niggas
wanna
body
Ghost
Catch
that
ass
slippin′
let
it
ring
then
its
adios
Yelling
capicu
playing
Dominos
With
the
cartels
deep
down
in
el
barrio
That
mo
rental
had
Montego
though
Now
she
selling
juice
independent
but
he
major
though
Don't
you
ever
try
to
play
him
though
Your
body′s
like
a
song
he
can't
wait
to
lay
it
though
Hand
guns
and
rifles
in
the
mix
When
you
cypher
gotta
shit
and
them
others
niggas
don't
Then
you
gotta
do
shit
that
them
others
niggas
won′t
Yeah
its
trifle
in
the
mix
you
and
your
brother
on
the
hunt
Pray
to
God
they
get
home
If
there
Feds
in
the
city,
we
switch
phones
Niggas
hit
up
the
lab
and
spit
bones
Nigga
we
gettin′
wealthy
and
gettin'
stones
Ghost
I
grew
up
on
welfare,
starve
Sugar
water
sub
sandwiches,
they
ain′t
just
to
eat
I
ain't
never
had
healthcare,
naww
Just
a
pistol
on
the
waist
for
the
beef,
load
up
Lord
nigga
you
can′t
stop
it
no
(can't
stop
it
no)
If
it′s
a
war
then
you
gotta
go
(gotta
go)
Then
I
pull
up
to
your
block
Hang
that
shit
right
out
the
window
yelling,
"blagh
blagh"
Adios!
Sugar
water
and
a
syrup
sandwich
A
little
bullet
gain
a
big
advantage
Yeah
I'm
black
but
my
nigga's
Spanish
We
gon′
do
damage
catch
the
lick
then
we
tryna′
vanish
Downtime
I'm
a
heavy
swinger
My
gun
go,
"blagh
blagh,"
Like
a
Reggae
singer
That
join
heaven
in
the
Chevy
But
you
better
bring
her
There′s
gon'
be
a
lot
of
blood
Bring
a
set
of
cleaners
No
men
Mecca
and
Medina
and
met
her
yeah
They
say
life
is
a
gamble
but
you
ain′t
bet
a
thing
You
said
you
goin'
to
war
but
you
ain′t
dead
a
thing
Yeah
I
been
to
jail
but
never
said
a
thing
Ghost
I
grew
up
on
welfare,
starve
Sugar
water
sub
sandwiches,
they
ain't
just
to
eat
I
ain't
never
had
healthcare,
naww
Just
a
pistol
on
the
waist
for
the
beef,
load
up
Lord
nigga
you
can′t
stop
it
no
(can′t
stop
it
no)
If
it's
a
war
then
you
gotta
go
(gotta
go)
Then
I
pull
up
to
your
block
Hang
that
shit
right
out
the
window
yelling,
"blagh
blagh"
Adios!
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