Текст песни Melalin - The Diplomats feat. Bugs
Should
I
do
what
they
gave
me,
took
it
and
never
admit
I
invented
the
flow,
yup,
they
different
between
us
Emergency
come,
like
a
different
nigga
Different
strokes,
for
different
folks,
shit
I
ain't
tryin'
To
come
up
short,
let
on,
let
it
all
Or
will
it
just
blow,
like
it
did
to
coke
Not
me,
some
of
us
hood
rich,
but
90
percent
of
us
niggaz
is
broke
The
government,
shit
they
make
us
sniff'
coke
Instead
of
embracin'
us,
fuck
savin'
us,
thinking
what's
ya
throat
I'm
hearin'
ya
guns
in
ya
hood,
what
the
fuck
you
think
How
can
one
another
--
get
ya
stoned
and
then
some
weed
Just
go,
eight
children
broke,
the
statistics,
every
three
hours
A
brother
is
smoked,
a
baby
is
killed,
a
sister
is
raped
Somebody
mother,
strangled
under
that
dope
Just
get
up
and
say,
here,
get
up
and
pray
Tomorrow
and
promise,
so
I
live
for
the
day,
just
for
hip
hop
I
need
all,
but
tell
ya
rappers
to
come
back,
yea
We
work
too
hard,
to
give
us
away,
evicted
my
age
I
can't
grow
up,
like
Eazy-E,
a
victim
of
AIDS
Being
black
is
crime,
I
done
worked,
a
nine
to
five
For
three
years,
and
they
still,
ain't
give
me
a
raise
Shit
give
me
a
gauge,
fuck
a
mininum
wage
Get
in
a
helicopter,
look
down,
shit
we
live
in
a
maze
The
day
go
fast,
when
ya
broke,
but
it
seems
like
The
minute
you
payed,
the
sun,
never
set
I
don't
sleep,
cuz
sleep
is
the
cousin
of
death
So
I
wake
up,
my
brother,
my
cousins,
and
uncle's
that's
def,
yes
After
the
war,
there's
casualties,
I
stood
the
art
They
give
us
roaches
and
batteries,
and
blow
you
apart
Peon,
procrastinate,
they
assassinate
those
that
are
smart
Be
brave,
in
the
Wizard
of
Oz,
they
build
you
a
heart,
get
some
courage
To
get
you
the
light,
walk
slow
in
the
dark,
don't
get
discouraged
I'm
on
the
one
way
trip
to
heaven,
forget
the
luggage
Just
in
pain,
it's
making
me
weak,
it's
making
me
sluggish
Besides
weed,
clogging
up
my
THC
In
my
hood,
everybody
got
a
PHD
I
count
on
my
fingers,
how
many
niggaz
got
a
GED
My
life
done
work
more,
than
TV,
and
the
DVD
Fuck
a
CD,
I
wanna
be
free,
money
for
free
I'm
like
a
cat,
caught
in
the
tree,
ok,
I
need
help
Why
do
I
do
for
others,
when
I
know,
I
should
do
for
myself
You
be
there
when
you
need
me,
they
collapse
Under
the
real
woods,
in
me,
if
I
need,
another
match
I
chuckled,
pool
game,
goodie
mob,
goodie
help
Coke
kid,
frankly,
GNC,
respect
yes
My
brother
Kenny,
I
will
pay
you
back,
forever
you
help
me
I
got
the
many
mentions,
it's
yours,
nigga
the
key
to
the
drawers
So
I
work
out,
try
to
keep
my
endurance
We
lips,
looked
out,
when
that
nigga
needed
insurance
Lift
it,
G
to
E-N-T,
Miss
Pam,
fuck
feedin
missy
I
can
cut
down,
for
going
to
college,
believing
in
me
I
love
you
girl,
you
mean
the
world
to
me
Альбом
Diplomatic Immunity 2
1 Stop-N-Go
2 Take Em to Church
3 Get Use to This
4 Family Ties
5 Wouldn't You Like to Be a Gangsta Too?
6 Dutty Clap
7 I Wanna Be Your Lady
8 40 Cal
9 Melalin
10 So Free
11 Push It
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