Представляем точный текст композиции "The Eulogy" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста C.P.O. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Eulogy» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую C.P.O. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
C.P.O. - "The Eulogy"
Lyrics to The Eulogy : (feat. Slip Capone) Uhh, yeah Do you wanna ride' [Verse 1: CPO aka Boss Hogg] Sippin yac, I blacks and the chronic fall Flashback in on days of me and my Doggs Said it shouldnt, wouldnt file when it was over but yet it still started out, fools for real Now this of course was back when we sorta lacked this wit no paper or dealin with a phone And I mean this broke shit was gettin old cos we was in need of big clockin dollars and was in need to clock a mound, uhh, beat em out Situation became drastic and so therefore we chose twin hos, some of those cum-on-their-lipstick tactics Now low and behold, well Ill be goddamned if the stack didnt increase ten-motherfuckin-fold Must you cover that rolo again cos we was trippin To stay up on top of things, the '''' life we was livin Strictly business, we was in this to win it all Didnt give a fuck if no others didnt love us, me and my Doggs [Chorus: Kurupt] Now this is how its done like one two three If the motherfuckers serve tryin to step to a G Only got love for me and my Doggs With Capone on a mission with that nigga Boss Hogg [repeat] [Verse 2: Slip Capone] On a mission dippin down Imperial The names Capone but first let me inforward the scenario (yeah) Creepin, holdin one wing to weaken In a BMW, there they go, I see them (who') them fools across me when I first started off with the kingpin Kurupt and a G named Boss Hogg But now I got a stack of Columbian crack I gots ta cook it in seven so a nigga can make his ends back Prepare to murder if I have to and I had to so I blasted the two in front and got the last few No one escapes as Capone demonstrates power and regulates the Westsides leading white powder Separates the boys from the men, you see whos your true friend and who aint when you begin stackin ends Thats why I never love no one but myself There aint a nigga crossed me that lived to tell (BLAOW!) [Chorus] [Verse 3: CPO] Liten now [']whos a rather step would be['] (She gotta look when) See we Kurupt, BG, who' What' (Simply not to be fucked with) Best to be on your guard We was stalkin the fuckin boulevard, really lord But since it wadnt enough for the two-man crew we disinobeyed em, contemplating on parlaying product in the revenue Thought about it a minute then we concluded Were been stupid as fuck not to get up in it So wes like "Shit! We had to do it!" Servin them cavi to make the cash flow, just to let em roll thru it And so we gathered up the proper amounts Bought ourselves a flight o motherfuckin birds and me and my niggas sat down (To defeat the rest so we shook the fuck up from the east to west) Came up large and come out at ease Niggas started recitin philosophies like True as a rainbow Yes yall niggas was born into bawlin since they was swimmin in Pops balls And all of a sudden I started noticin decreasin my grip fingers And Im like "What' Hold on, wait a minute" Wassup nigga with this shortness of my green He looked me in my face and said "Fuck, you think of me" And right before my eyes the partnership dissolved I sent him like he was a ho, showed him no love at all He reached for his Glock but I was quicker BLAOW! Used to be my homey but yous a dead motherfucker now Im ashamed but I say fuck it, the day I became the Boss Hogg cos today I buried my Dogg [Outro: Capone] Check it This just a quick reminder to let all yall motherfuckers know There aint no friends in this game Especially when youre dealin with half white and black hearted, cross eyed, curly haired motherfuckers, knowImsayin' The names Capone puttin it down with big CPO Boss Hogg for a second to let all yall motherfuckers know that its a cold world Niggas gotta supply they own hate, realise and analyse that shit ya did [laughs] [ The Eulogy Lyrics ]
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