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  • Текст песни Blaq Poet - Watch Your Back

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    It goes late night pickin up, broke day, choppin up
    Still tryin to make that dough, when it's hot as fuck
    Niggas don't understand the pain'll blow you
    The money mold you, slow down dunn, lemme show you,
    Yo, u ever sold crack to your man mother
    On the back of the block and she coppin for the undercovers
    U ever tried to hide the pack from your little brother
    Under the mattresses where the ratchets is
    Now he's sellin crack and blastin kids
    U ever called your sister a bitch, based out on the strip
    Suckin dick to get a hit, jus a little chip
    Did your eyes ever cry black tears
    Cause niggas hate u, that u knew for years
    Did your right-hand man ever shit on u
    Did your moms house get raided and she did a bid for u
    U ever got shot up and put in critical, yo,
    U ever owed a coke man a hundred grams or two
    Do u kno the outcome or wut your dealin with
    Serious repercussions, consequences,
    Judge slams a hammer, a life sentence
    I'm a real nigga so this I must mention
    Watch your back


    Early in the mornin, time to make the donuts
    I see my fellows niggas, everybody wanna blow up
    Go get the 40 and the dutches, set it off
    Cause that's how we left off last night, of course
    It's a new day but the same ol' shit, werd
    The D's is out and they lookin to be served,
    The pain is hard to adjust to, nobody trust you
    So fuck it, get on your hustle
    Police wanna bust you, niggas wanna buck you
    People that use to love you, now they sayin fuck you
    Lord what have I done to deserve all this pain
    Pumpin nights in rain gettin off them thangs
    Taking all money, food stamps, pinky rings
    And wedding bands, goin strong hand to hand
    I look in the mirror and ask the man, he understands
    Watch your back


    Yo, watch your back, your next move might be your last
    Muthafuckers is rotten, they plottin on that ass
    You fucked up, showed that bitch all your cash
    U should'ntof did that, might push your wig back
    Kids get kidnapped, holes in your six pack
    Recognize what I'm sayin dunn,
    Half the hood is dead and the other half laying up,
    Heads up, eyes and ears open,
    Coke from head quarters, rest in peice, I'm zoning
    Shit is real on the front line
    Dodgin bullets, stiffing, the boss shitted, plus one time
    They wanna kill a nigga over a lil bread
    Fall back, call a scally get a lil head
    Cause if not, they up on that roof top,
    Plain clothes, nigga don't get knocked
    Remember the ten commandments, big pop
    Ain't gettin bagged, stay the fuck from police
    Watch your back

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