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D.I.T.C. - Текст песни Da Enemy
I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced out watch
 Knots in my socks, cops think, I'm selling rocks
 Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk
 But I'm sober they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova
 Listen Colombo, you're mad because your money come slow
 And what you make in a year, I make in one show
 Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
 Call me all kinda names, try to hurt my pride
 You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
 Talkin' 'bout where the gun at, I been there and done that
 I'm through with that illegal life, I'm stayin' legit
 I love to see cars come cruisin' bye and playin' my shit
 I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole click's wild
 I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin' hits now
 I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin' laws
 I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours
 So get that flashlight out of my face
 To bring me down them Jakes'll do whatever it takes
 Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
 Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that
 Why do I end up in so much shit
 I done came way too far to be callin' it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 Aiyyo, enough's enough, federals try to set me up
 Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dustD.I.T.C. - Da Enemy - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ditc/da-enemy-lyrics.html
 Plus, they want a nigga sewed, but they know
 Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know
 Fo' sho', death before dishonor, I left the streets alone
 Since Tone deceased it almost killed his mama
 So I'ma keep doin' what I'm doin'
 Pursuin' my dream 'til there enough cream to start my own union
 And show these kids how legit it is
 Shit is real, I used to steal but now I own several businesses
 So where's your witness that you claim to have
 Sayin' that I'm takin' half, extortin' New York and not payin' tax
 I'm layin' back, playin' the role, playin' the low
 But it's the same ol' Joe so don't get K.O.D
 Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did
 Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?
 Why do I end up in so much shit
 I done came way too far to be callin' it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 Why do I end up in so much shit
 I done came way too far to be callin' it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 What would you do
 If the vicious enemy
 Suddenly started comin' at you
 Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?














