Представляем точный текст композиции "Why" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Sticky Fingaz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Why» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Sticky Fingaz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Sticky Fingaz - "Why"
Lyrics to Why : (feat. Still Livin, X1) [story dialogue] Aight nigga hold it down baby, one love Aiyyo, yo Bruce - ohhh shit! Aiyyo nigga Yo I know this aint that nigga Kirk Yo Bruce - yo Bruce, that that nigga Kirk' Look look, look at that nigga Who that Dez' - This Dez, whassup nigga' [Verse 1] Oh shit, nigga, when they let yo ass out' What the fuck you been drinkin' Look like you bout to pass out [SF] Nah, Im aight G just had a little Olde E You know me - tryin to keep it cool play it low-key You heard Brucey got knocked and Clay, he shot Fozee [SF] Yeah, I know G, damn that shit is fucked up right' Yo Bruce, you could drop me off at 57th & 9th Damn I would but I gotta pick up my seed and my wife Plus you be on some other shit and I dont need dirt in my life [SF] Come on nigga I got the gas money, plus I got this L You gon shit on me son' I just got outta jail Yeah aight god but I aint with the bullshit no more [SF] What you talkin bout man' Put that cigarette out [SF] Oh what, you dont smoke no more' Nah its just a new car and dont slam my door [SF] Aight but on the way I need to make a stop at the store See, give a nigga a inch, he take a yard But you my dog, so Ima keep it real with you God, come on [SF] Aight good looking nigga You better buckle up nigga [Chorus: x2] We live our life like this, we live our life like this We live our life like this, we live our life like this We live our life like this - why' [Verse 2] [SF] Aiyyo, pull over right there nigga (where') Right beside that blue Lexus (where you goin') I just gotta go pick up some money; Ill be back in a few seconds Yeah aight dont let a few seconds turn into some minutes cause Ill bounce on you nigga, tires burnin wheels spinnin [SF] Nigga you leave me' Your assll never hear the end of it Yeah aight God whatever man just hurry up and cut the bullshit ("Inside the jewelry store") "Aight you know what this is everybody on the motherfuckin floor. Take that shit off!" "Yo, Im Tyrone Holmes. I aint givin up nothin." "What nigga' [two gun shots] Fuck that. Motherfucker. Stop cryin!" ("Outside at the same exact time") Only two minutes double parked, here come cops Saw em in the rear view, thats when I heard shots I seen the store door open, it all happened in slow motion My man running with his gun smoking (Oh shit!) Im ready to pull off and act like I dont know him [SF] Nigga, yo go nigga go, go, God You dont you see the cops' You buggin [SF] What' How they gon catch us' We in a S-500 Nah, you lunatic ass nigga I aint goin down for you [SF] Nigga we could get away but if we get caught, they gon hang you too Damn [Chorus x1.5] [Verse 3] Now we doin bout a hundred miles per hour down back blocks About a million things on my mind, a nigga that hot This clown next to me, actin like he hit the jackpot [SF] Nigga what the fuck is your problem' I got the loot (What loot') You beefin with me aint gon get us out of hot pursuit Yo, I heard shots, what was that' [SF] Some fool wouldnt give me his jewels See, you whylin God, Im thinkin bout my wife and my kid Nigga my life, I aint tryin to do no bid [SF] Nigga I think you actin scared, if you really wanna know You drivin too slow - YO nigga keep your eyes on the road You almost spun outta control on that last pothole Slow your role Kirk Jones son you just dont know (I dont know what') Yo the way I feel right now, I never felt iller How you gon crab me like this and violate a nigga' [SF] Violate you' Nigga you tryin to front on me' Remember Im the nigga in this bitch that got the heat and before the cops catch me Im holdin court in the street You think Im gon let the cops get you, arrest you (Now you thinkin) handcuff you' You crazy' I wanna kill you (What') You selfish motherfucker you aint seein the light Remember I was supposed to be pickin up my seed and my wife (Shut up) Now Im a wanted accomplice in a jewelry heist [SF] Fuck, you want me to say Im sorry I swear, look me in my eyes But if you gon act like a bitch nigga then let me drive "Yo son what the fuck you doin God'" "Yo fuck that." "Get off the steerin wheel." "Yo fuck that nigga, you act like a real pussy nigga." "Yo, you whylin son, you gon make me crash!" [Chorus] ("The assalaints begin to fight in their own stupidity. Instead of working together to get away, they do the exact opposite - and wind up heading for a tragic situation. Now Ill let you hear the rest.") "Yo, yo relax. I got this, I got this God!" [argument continues, car crashes] [Sticky Fingaz] Oh shit! Yo, yo - yo Bruce! Oh shit.. {*trying to help*} Come on man, come on man, you be aight man Yo yo, its not that bad man, its not that bad man Trust me - yo would I lie to you man' Trust me man (I dont think Ima make it God) Oh shit.. its gon be alright man (Tell my wife I love her) Yo Bruce man, dont dont fuckin die on me man [song bleeds into the next track "Oh My God"] [ Why Lyrics ]
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