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Zhi-Vago - Текст песни Bedtime Stories
[Bookie]
 Check it out 
 Uh
 Now let me tell you a story about a nigga livin' on the edge
 Kinda like takin' the chances of jumpin' off the ledge
 A money maker
 Would often get involved wit the shit thats evolvin' the streets
 Lookin' out for the laws
 Go hang was the main thang
 Was definitely a reason ta get the alias flippin' and check the whole name
 Type a nigga that kill you dead for a nigga rock
 Get you thinkin' about the prophecy that money got
 Hot
 But nigga wit the Benz and the ends
 Not too many friends
 No guts for the glory and the sins
 Twins that he got involved wit ta make his ends
 Biz that would have him scared in, but took a chance
 Didn't care about his daddy 
 Didn't care about his brotha
 Didn't care about his mama
 But he cared about them dollas
 A bloody world, up in the mind of a soldier
 Ta neva die, and keep it live in your holster
 [Chorus]
 Pay niggas like ta ball
 But pay niggas gots ta fall
 You know it ain't no heaven for us all
 Vouge niggas like ta kill
 Vouge niggas like ta feel
 Pumpin' up they muthafuckin' steel
 Scar niggas gots ta know
 Scar niggas make the dough
 They used ta gettin' paid from every blow
 But all niggas gots ta die
 All niggas must decide
 It's what around the world they 'gon reside
 [Kool G Rap]
 Uh, uh
 Yo
 Spoke nigga turn thug
 Ropin' drugs, totin' the snub
 Fifty keys of dope in the tub
 Enemies soakin' in blood
 Catch a open mug
 Bodies layin' smoked in the mud
 It ain't no hope for love, get poked wit slugs
 Peep the nigga M.O.
 Deliveries in stretch limos
 Pickups inside the big truck
 Swift bucks get his dick sucked
 >From the big buck chick that kept the fifth tuck
 She hit ducks, miss puckered up before the clip spark
 Swiss duck caught the duplex, navy blue lefts
 The lady blew tecs, talkin' 'bout who next
 Daily ain't do sex, the crew flex, cruisin' through cess
 20 inch chrome spin the gleam
 The winnin' team, spend the creamZhi-Vago - Bedtime Stories - http://ru.motolyrics.com/zhi-vago/bedtime-stories-lyrics.html
 Livin' American dreams
 Brick on the triple beam
 Put laser beam dots on your wig top
 6 shots hit 'til you drop
 Stop the tick-tock
 6 and glocks continue ta pop 
 Til it's pigs for block
 They got this kid rocked
 Wit the shit cocked
 Shot off the Crip block
 Stoppin' more drug traffic than gridlock
 Miss not
 But forced to us all
 10 more came into the door
 Wit him in the raw
 No time ta waste, the safe's in the floor
 Take the keys, takes a freeze
 Break wit the G'd caper for cheese
 Grab the G 
 Rape her then leave wit the jackpot
 Put her ta sleep wit bad shots
 Next day news showin' they snapshots
 [Bookie]
 Pay niggas
 Automatically known wit the ballin'
 Wit dope for all em, smellin' the beans when they callin'
 Vouge niggas
 Gangstas off the wall when they standin' tall
 Killin' ain't feelins, wit extra bullets 'nuf ta make em fall
 Scar niggas
 Who extended it all, makin' deadly calls
 Niggas wit coconut balls, breakin' down the laws
 But all niggas
 Niggas 'gon have ta die wit they eyes lookin to the sky
 Or lookin' to the dirt, whichever way it works
 And they was comin' for him, but he was blind
 A mind of a muthafucka clockin' every dime
 This nigga rolled up, a killa
 Quickly hit him wit the gauge
 Bigga than the graves
 Took em days, ta fix him up
 A closed casket
 This nigga had a kid, now this nigga dead, left behind a bastard
 So 19-99 is just anotha year for niggas dyin' the same way 
 So live your life ta see anotha day 
 [Chorus]
 Pay niggas like ta ball
 But pay niggas gots ta fall
 You know it ain't no heaven for us all
 Vogue niggas like ta kill
 Vogue niggas like ta feel
 Pumpin' up they muthafuckin' steel
 Scar niggas gots ta know
 Scar niggas make the dough
 They used ta gettin' paid from every blow
 But all niggas gots ta die
 All niggas must decide
 It's what around the world they 'gon reside










