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Trife Diesel - Текст песни Heads or Tails
[Chorus 2X: Trife Diesel] It's two sides to every coin, either head or it's tails So when you gamble with your life, you either dead or in jail Get bagged for a sale, or your coffin get nailed Call it in the air, pick and choose, head or it's tail [Trife Diesel] It's time to blow like a cannon, eating grits with salmon Clear the runway, cuz this plane here's ready for landing I'm what the streets been demanding, the Trife solo, a nice dolo With hype photos, stetched hats and striped bolos The rap Miguel Koto, I'm undefeated No one believe it, this is the rebirth, call me the son of Jesus No stand guard and sound the trumpets, this year I gotta Tighten my circle, delete snakes from my circumference I held back punches, even silenced my tongue But niggas wanna see me flip and bring the violence with guns For twenty something odd years I've been a child of these slums And I bet these cowards'll run when these vowels get spun So either way, I'mma end up the loser, cuz niggas gon' snitch To the cops, and ID me as the shooter That's why I'd rather be in Bermuda, lighting some buddah Taking trips, getting dipped, spending my chips at the jeweler [Chorus 2X] [Trife Diesel] Uh, most of my goons got bullet wounds, knife scars and stitches From wilding in the streets, busting they heats for bitches And when I say bitches I ain't talking bout bitches I'm talking bout crab niggas who folded and turned snitches I've bared witness when spots got raided from cops blitzing Feds came through, property seizing, thieving they sixes Putting bank accounts on hold, retrieving they riches Back in my era, snitches would of been sleeping in ditches I can't call it, cuz nowadays the game is toilet Filled with comedians, alot of Ben Stillers in order A bunch of snakes with they fangs out, looking just like a walrus Catch apointing niggas out in the back seat of the Taurus Now you labeled as a rat, and niggas wanna take you off the map Better pray you got them angels on your back When them tables turned and guns get drawn, your lungs get torned And loved ones mourn over they sons that's gone [Chorus 2X]Trife Diesel - Heads or Tails - http://ru.motolyrics.com/trife-diesel/heads-or-tails-lyrics.html