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  • Текст песни Rick Ross - 100 Black Coffins 2013

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    [Intro]
    "Oooh, now you are one lucky nigga."
    "You better listen to your boss white boy."
    "Oh, I'm gonna walk in the moonlight with you."
    "You wanna hold my hand?"

    [Hook]
    I need a hundred black coffins for a hundred bad men
    A hundred black graves, so I can lay they ass in
    I need a hundred black preachers, with a black sermon to tell
    From a hundred black Bibles, while we send them all to hell
    I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
    I need a hundred black coffins, black coffins, black coffins (Oh, Lord!)
    Black coffins! (I need a hundred...)

    [Verse 1]
    I seen a hundred niggas die
    I put that on my life, Lord, I wouldn't tell a lie
    Unless it had to do with mine, in the middle of the night
    Killers coming for you life, all you wanna do is shine?
    I broke off the chains only the realest remain
    I see your praying to Jesus, but will that help ease the pain?
    Seen a brother get slain for a jar full of change
    Yet I post on the block, look like I'm Big Daddy Cane
    Is you a cat or a mouse? Keep them rats out the house
    A lotta scars on my back, get tattoes all around
    Hundred dead bitches, hundred black coffins
    Money on his head, bitch, I'm trying to make a fortune

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2]
    I seen a hundred women burn
    As they stood firm, treat a nigga like a germ
    What did she do to deserve? Put me on the farm
    Pigs' feet in a jar; serve it to me warm
    Any questions, they hang 'em, better pray for Dj-Django
    Got me working in fields, too many years it gets fatal
    All I want is my woman, such a wonderful mother, (mama!)
    On the days that it rains, her smile bright like a summer
    Our revenge is the sweetest, bitch cause I'm coming
    Gonna die in my arms, for what you did to my mother (my mama!)
    Hundred dead bitches, (Lord) hundred black coffins (why?)
    12 gauge, shotgun, chest full of carbon (boom-boom)

    [Hook]

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