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Situation Critical - текст песни



Situation Critical


Situation critical cause shit ain't nothin nice


Motherfuckers play for keeps so niggaz lose they life


Money comes in different ways, the dope game's kinda slow


Niggaz used to havin money are lookin kinda po'


Dank or dope, there ain't no hope this niggaz peelin caps


Gangstas pullin major leagues and brag about the jack


Situation critical this chewy got me stuck


Indo calm a nigga down but keeps a nigga pumped


My partners mamas smokin rocks and turns into a hoe


And since they fuck with that right nigga the gat will snort and blow


Killas move in silence and the jokers run they mouth


Fightin fools that don't exist take that nigga out


Cause his love is murder, two jack burgers takin your respect


Coke and dank sex then baked your homies in the set


So flash yo cash and whoop your ass if you've got more than me


And whatever you got is more than mine so nigga let me see


Cause jealousy's reality when it comes to niggaz bread


And snitches go from rags to riches bitin to the feds


Cause coke is green and money is king and niggaz want the crown


So all you niggaz goin up you fuckers goin down


The situations critical with stories on the streets


Kill em dead and get yo bread but make sure that you eat


But I ain't done yet


The situations critical




My baby's momas trippin, got my son and I can't keep him


Wanna cry to hear him on the phone, but she won't let me see him


This chewy got me paranoid and goin kinda scared


Niggaz startin to know my face so I had to cut my hair


Cause nigga, shit is gettin thick from here to Alabama


Cause every nigga's tryin ta like Tony "Face" Montana


Some niggaz talk about they'll kill, but nigga no you won't


Some niggaz that dream of playin hoop but end up sellin dope


Cause 3, 6, 5 like everyday man dolja takes it toll


And motherfuckas live to be a G Original


Cause kill groups, its keys the juke, and rubber band they G's


Money shows this ain't no joke, well bow down to your knees


Situation critical, fuck a 9 to 5


Chewy got these niggaz amped and they ain't scared to die


So mix me with that bullshit and hit me with that bank


Make me with that bammer bitch and rush me with that dank


Time is runnin out partna, time ain't runnin in


My freedom is the only life, so fuck the fuckin pen


So as I chew my juicy fruit and think about the dead


And all my niggaz that had died because they had some bread


My mind is on another level nigga this is typical


Check my eyes I'm dyin inside, situations critical


Situations critical




Niggaz dressin rich, knowin they broke without a doubt


Born and raised in the same hood in a roach infested house


Situation critical I think I'm bout to die


The enemy is creepin up and fuckin off my high


A nigga hit the 5th and makes it home in desperation


Wipe the sweat, hold my chest, and then I plot retaliation


Now before you clown you best calm down cause I read you like a book


Now must you stare cause I don't care, cause I won't even look


Thangs ain't what they used to be a motherfucka told ya


Niggaz got the mind to kill and that includes the rollers


Cause 2, 4, 7 like everyday niggaz servin cluckers


Beatin up the bustas, fuckin Tommy Tuckers


Some niggaz say they gangstas and they love when money folds


But mosta the time these niggaz be beefin over hoes


Cause pussy comes a savage beast and it also makes you broke


Especially when that sexy freak is snortin all your coke


So check my situation fool and check my state of mind


No matter how you makin paper nigga, thats a grind


My indo have an increase this week from eighth up to a half


And nothin funny motherfucka, nigga why you laugh?


So fuck this fame and fuck these records, motherfuck these raps


My mother's broke there ain't no hope, her son ain't got no snaps


Its the same old song (Texts of songs ) I'm doin wrong, fool this is typical


Fuck the fuckin world mama, situations critical


Situations critical



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