Представляем точный текст композиции "Dats Why We Die" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста L.G. Wise . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dats Why We Die» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую L.G. Wise передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
L.G. Wise - "Dats Why We Die"
Lyrics to Dats Why We Die : (feat. D.C.P.) [Verse One] Let me holla at you true thugs, fo da ones wanna dump slugs On da corner where dey slang drugs, only God is thicker dan blood Fo da sake of da luv, know He shedded His blood Who you thinkin it was, Huh Huh Huh Huh Had you dumpin dem slugs Leavin em dead, when dey really did needed da luv Huh! Jiggaz', cause you got figgaz You can die quick, you can ride or die or You can live life wit us, too many on da lockdown So you better tell em all put da glock down 4-mics in da Source think you hot now While you ridin in yo Chev wit yo top down All da way from Pompano, to let em know Son, just how da story go, and from Ft. Lauderdale Where dey make em yell, and dey push more weight dan mail In da MIA where da thugs live and die everyday In da hood where da mommas cry everyday Where da kids listen to Slip-n-Slide everyday (okay - Shut Up) S. FLA - dats why we die, in da MIA - dats why we die In da dirty south yall tellin dese lies - dats why we die Carolina - dats why we die ATL - dats why we die Alabama, Mississippi young thugs - dats why we die [Chorus] You got dese young girls backin it up - dats why we die You got dese young cats blazin it up - dats why we die Cash Money - dats why we die, No Limit - dats why we die Roc-a-fella yall tellin dese lies - dats why we die No Limit - dats why we die Murder Inc - dats why we die Roc-a-fella - dats why we die [Verse Two] Let me tell you somethin partna you aint ready to die Cause you take yo last breath and you close yo eyes Same ones dat stare you right in yo mouth Same ones dat run up in yo house And da ones you thought was down wit you Hit you up in da back wit a 22 Fo da hell of it, so Im tellin it Dont even know who you messin wit When you husslin everyday in dese streets - dats drug money Then you leavin people dead in dese streets - dats blood money And then these babiez cant even eat - dats not funny Huh Uh - dats why we die Huh Uh - dats why we die Yo words hittin em up like a hot slugg Made da girls wanna bounce in da hot tub See da pain in her eyes - never knew luv Let em know dat Christ is da true luv And I Know you drive a big Benz, big body wit da tight endz Navigators and Escalades sittin on da blades Cause you wanna get paid, everybody want it nowadays Black Rob said its whoa (whoa whoa) Make you wanna hit da ceilin yo Cause you make a million sales, sittin in da jail (but he back in jail) Cause da devil caught you slippin yo, A-Z body wanna flow fo dough So dey lose dey soul, yall know how da story go Know how dese jiggaz is, So dey tellin you Baby boy Im a keep it real But when you need em yo, aint nowhere around, Sonny boy you know da deal In L.A. - dats why we die In NY - dats whey we die East and west coast tellin dese lies - dats why we die [Chorus] [D.C.P.] 78 lil thug killer born into a world of sin Pimps, coke, fast cash, momma thought I wouldnt last Born with a pipe in my hand, cause she did what she did to get the blast Got a little older Now Im on the streets with a pocket full of D and the heat And the cola seeds in the dosha Beat in the nova trying to succeed, to a key and a bolda Now rap game got to change like Ford to Chevrolet Look boy to many of em man getting sprayed Ya boy been slanging yeah since 98, now Florida state got your boy caged Tell them playboy to let Christ in, bet you 9 out of 10 thugs stay out the pen Trying to get dividends, so you spit venom in lost souls Dog now your boy stretching 10 from Calieo All the way back to the MI - MLK in the shy Spittin fire reaching them all, while yall boys trying to ball And we go fly while yall boys steady fall Look through while yall snorting the coke Sip mo while we saving a soul Lip swole cause yall messing with us Aint mean it though, but yall rustled the bus Dog you can spark me, go ahead if you please But every knee gone bow, NY to the Keys Slip and Slide in the fire, Devil burning em up You can still turn around wody, Lifting em up Navigator truck boy chicks and chains Aint nothing to me cat, Im about making em change Wood grain and cain, must pass away Thats why we die lil dog, you gone have to pay [Chorus] [ Dats Why We Die Lyrics ]
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