Текст и слова песни Bone Thugs N Harmony – Cant Give up
[Krayzie Bone]
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want (4X)
[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle
Monday through to Sunday
They told me the world is mine
But shit, I don't know, hey who rollin
I keep it in mind, that I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely
So I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I been thinkin it's endin back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions
Knew niggas were going straight
Although we pray and we pray
We knew, but see wanna make'em lose
No more united, divided
We fall, nigga ain't hard
We are gon fuck up cards
But don't complain
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You played your match, you prevail
You play your own in the field
It ain't hard to deal
When you been hit up for self destruction
Cuz I could look at a piece of a puzzle
It ain't all love involved
Everything you was dissolved
We all hard as pump, but together we roll
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split it one time
My nigga wassup wit that
And we doggin in, should of been
Was pretnedin you'll be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of slicked the nigga fast
He ain't the motherfuckin snake in the grass
We drived by cars, and he hit us silence like violence
Now my family reunion could turn into a family crisis
[Bizzy Bone]
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want (4X)
I was never some solo shit
Always gotta roll and blow
Head off and dead off
You don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my parents died
All of my niggas came to get drunk
And thanks for comin, I'm so stressed out over the death
And I take my breath, puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want (4X)
[Krayzie Bone]
My life is a jungle, I struggle, hustle
Monday through to Sunday
They told me the world is mine
But shit, I don't know, hey who rollin
I keep it in mind, that I'm still hungry, still hungry
Lost and lonely
So I holler at the voices of the wind as a friend
But I been thinkin it's endin back in the day
Cuz I had visions of bad decisions
Knew niggas were going straight
Although we pray and we pray
We knew, but see wanna make'em lose
No more united, divided
We fall, nigga ain't hard
We are gon fuck up cards
But don't complain
Just play the hand that you was dealt
You played your match, you prevail
You play your own in the field
It ain't hard to deal
When you been hit up for self destruction
Cuz I could look at a piece of a puzzle
It ain't all love involved
Everything you was dissolved
We all hard as pump, but together we roll
And there ain't a nigga that can fuck wit that
We split it one time
My nigga wassup wit that
And we doggin in, should of been
Was pretnedin you'll be friends
We was taken by that snake in the grass
Should of slicked the nigga fast
He ain't the motherfuckin snake in the grass
We drived by cars, and he hit us silence like violence
Now my family reunion could turn into a family crisis
[Bizzy Bone]
There's always something you got to give up
If you want everything you want (4X)
I was never some solo shit
Always gotta roll and blow
Head off and dead off
You don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my parents died
All of my niggas came to get drunk
And thanks for comin, I'm so stressed out over the death
And I take my breath, puff my cigarette
I think the world is just collapsin
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