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Песня: Dead Wrong
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The Notorious B.I.G. x The XX – Dead Wrong 0Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Notorious BIG) When I die fuck it i wanna to go to hell cause im a piece of shit it aint hard to fucking tell it dont make sense going to heaven with the goodie goodies dressed in white, i like black tim's and black hoodies god would probably have me on some real strict shit no sleepin all day no geting my dick licked hanging with the goodie goodies loungin in paradise fuck that shit i wanna tote guns and shoot dice all my life ive been considered as the worst lying to my mother even stealin out her purse crime after crime from drugs to extortion i know my mother wish she got a fucking abortion [Bob Marley] Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died [Notorious BIG] I swear to God I wanna just slit my wrists and end this bullshit Throw the Magnum to my head, threaten to pull shit And squeeze, until the beds, completely red I'm glad i'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddha-head The stress is buildin' up, I can't, I can't I can't believe suicide's on my fuckin' mind I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin' callin' me But naw you wouldn't understand You see its kinda like the crack did to Pookie, in New Jack Except when I cross over, there ain't no comin' back Should I die on the train track, like Remo in Beatstreet People at the funeral frontin' like they miss me My baby momma kissed me but she glad i'm gone She know me and her sister had somethin' goin' on I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies [Bob Marley X2] Woman hold her head and cry Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died [Notorious BIG] I reach my peak, I can't speak, Call My Nigga Cheek, tell him that my will is weak I'm sick of niggaz lyin', I'm sick of bitches hawkin' Matter of fact, I'm sick of talkin' (talking..talking..) (fade) |
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