Quasi O.G. - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Quasi O.G. - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Shyne |
| Album | godfather buried alive |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Barrow, Best, Marley | |
| No, we don't need no more trouble | |
| We ain't the problem ************* | |
| We don't need no more trouble, no more trouble | |
| I ain't the problem | |
| Solve me, if | |
| I am ever solved mother******s | |
| Solve the *************t, | |
| I insist I ain't goin' nowhere | |
| I hear ya'all mother******s talkin', complainin' | |
| It's too this, it's too | |
| Dogg, It's too valid yeah, yeah | |
| See what the ************* happens when the | |
| C.I.A. conspired? | |
| Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters crow | |
| Man, black people don't own no ports or boats | |
| So tell me how the ************* we gettin' all this coke? | |
| Offa knowledge | |
| I choke, spittin' up truths hopin' | |
| The young youth a soldier hear me dearly | |
| G.W. Bush fear me | |
| They know | |
| I know, they want to sweep us under rugs | |
| Hopin' we just keep killin', shootin' each other with slugs | |
| Look up above and pray to god he protect me | |
| From these cold jurors and the heartless judge | |
| Imagine, grow'n up and never haven't | |
| Fagget ass pops actin' like you never happened, ****** up | |
| Watchin' the tears stream down yo mamma's cheek | |
| She helpless in the kitchen lookin' for eats, peace | |
| We don't need no more trouble sample | |
| Yea *************, | |
| I'm here, what the ************* ya'll gunna do about it? | |
| Huh?Do somethin' about me, call my source, ya hear me? | |
| Feel me?Stop talkin' 'bout, stop talkin' bout how ****** up | |
| I am, huhGet me right, save me *************, huh? | |
| I'm a snort away from an overdose | |
| A couple a drug deals from death and too far from hope | |
| I never asked to be here, | |
| In this maze to an early grave | |
| Jail cells, guns fights and crack sales | |
| Tryin' to post bond on this oversized bail | |
| Hopin' my vest don't give as the bullets come in hail | |
| How dare ya'all point the finger at me' | |
| Cuz I'm a straight | |
| G ain't that what it's supposed to be? | |
| *************t, I'm just followin' the tradition of | |
| Joe KennyBootleggin' ties with the mob and *************t | |
| Capitalism, money and power | |
| Catch me in the | |
| Trump Tower with a honey and powder | |
| I feel the shadows death is comin' to an end | |
| My lifes slippin' from me, ya'll *************z is funny | |
| Tell me shyne po, he can't get that money | |
| ************* am I supposed to do, ************* starve and go hungry? | |
| RightWe don't need no more trouble sample | |
| Im here, we here, ain't goin nowhere | |
| Problems is startin' to happen and we was born | |
| ************* this *************t has been goin' on *************300 years mother******s, shh | |
| Cose ya eyes,listen. hear my heart beatin'? | |
| Po's racin', | |
| I can't take it | |
| The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face it | |
| Only God knows if | |
| I make itWalkin' through the depths of hell | |
| It's hard for me to smile | |
| When I'm innocent and still, | |
| I'm facin' trial | |
| God save me | |
| Secret societies manipulatin' the dumb def and blind | |
| And yet they want to blame it on | |
| ShyneLike | |
| I'm responsible for the countries murder rate | |
| Responsible for babies born high off base | |
| This *************t's is bigger than me, | |
| I told ya'all | |
| I'm just a pawn | |
| So is Boy | |
| George sippin' | |
| Nick Bawns | |
| I hope my babies havin' babies pu*************n' rhymes | |
| It's a brighter day if you just let it beyond | |
| To my mom's | |
| I'm sorry for the pain | |
| I've caused | |
| Your baby boy's dyin' of a broken heart | |
| Got ties to my own blood walkin' to the eternal fire | |
| Crack money in the dryer | |
| We don't need no more trouble sample | |
| We don't need no more trouble sample | |
| We don't need no more trouble sample | |
| We don't need no more trouble sample |
| zuo qu : Barrow, Best, Marley | |
| No, we don' t need no more trouble | |
| We ain' t the problem | |
| We don' t need no more trouble, no more trouble | |
| I ain' t the problem | |
| Solve me, if | |
| I am ever solved mother s | |
| Solve the t, | |
| I insist I ain' t goin' nowhere | |
| I hear ya' all mother s talkin', complainin' | |
| It' s too this, it' s too | |
| Dogg, It' s too valid yeah, yeah | |
| See what the happens when the | |
| C. I. A. conspired? | |
| Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters crow | |
| Man, black people don' t own no ports or boats | |
| So tell me how the we gettin' all this coke? | |
| Offa knowledge | |
| I choke, spittin' up truths hopin' | |
| The young youth a soldier hear me dearly | |
| G. W. Bush fear me | |
| They know | |
| I know, they want to sweep us under rugs | |
| Hopin' we just keep killin', shootin' each other with slugs | |
| Look up above and pray to god he protect me | |
| From these cold jurors and the heartless judge | |
| Imagine, grow' n up and never haven' t | |
| Fagget ass pops actin' like you never happened, up | |
| Watchin' the tears stream down yo mamma' s cheek | |
| She helpless in the kitchen lookin' for eats, peace | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| Yea , | |
| I' m here, what the ya' ll gunna do about it? | |
| Huh? Do somethin' about me, call my source, ya hear me? | |
| Feel me? Stop talkin' ' bout, stop talkin' bout how up | |
| I am, huhGet me right, save me , huh? | |
| I' m a snort away from an overdose | |
| A couple a drug deals from death and too far from hope | |
| I never asked to be here, | |
| In this maze to an early grave | |
| Jail cells, guns fights and crack sales | |
| Tryin' to post bond on this oversized bail | |
| Hopin' my vest don' t give as the bullets come in hail | |
| How dare ya' all point the finger at me' | |
| Cuz I' m a straight | |
| G ain' t that what it' s supposed to be? | |
| t, I' m just followin' the tradition of | |
| Joe KennyBootleggin' ties with the mob and t | |
| Capitalism, money and power | |
| Catch me in the | |
| Trump Tower with a honey and powder | |
| I feel the shadows death is comin' to an end | |
| My lifes slippin' from me, ya' ll z is funny | |
| Tell me shyne po, he can' t get that money | |
| am I supposed to do, starve and go hungry? | |
| RightWe don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| Im here, we here, ain' t goin nowhere | |
| Problems is startin' to happen and we was born | |
| this t has been goin' on 300 years mother s, shh | |
| Cose ya eyes, listen. hear my heart beatin'? | |
| Po' s racin', | |
| I can' t take it | |
| The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face it | |
| Only God knows if | |
| I make itWalkin' through the depths of hell | |
| It' s hard for me to smile | |
| When I' m innocent and still, | |
| I' m facin' trial | |
| God save me | |
| Secret societies manipulatin' the dumb def and blind | |
| And yet they want to blame it on | |
| ShyneLike | |
| I' m responsible for the countries murder rate | |
| Responsible for babies born high off base | |
| This t' s is bigger than me, | |
| I told ya' all | |
| I' m just a pawn | |
| So is Boy | |
| George sippin' | |
| Nick Bawns | |
| I hope my babies havin' babies pu n' rhymes | |
| It' s a brighter day if you just let it beyond | |
| To my mom' s | |
| I' m sorry for the pain | |
| I' ve caused | |
| Your baby boy' s dyin' of a broken heart | |
| Got ties to my own blood walkin' to the eternal fire | |
| Crack money in the dryer | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample |
| zuò qǔ : Barrow, Best, Marley | |
| No, we don' t need no more trouble | |
| We ain' t the problem | |
| We don' t need no more trouble, no more trouble | |
| I ain' t the problem | |
| Solve me, if | |
| I am ever solved mother s | |
| Solve the t, | |
| I insist I ain' t goin' nowhere | |
| I hear ya' all mother s talkin', complainin' | |
| It' s too this, it' s too | |
| Dogg, It' s too valid yeah, yeah | |
| See what the happens when the | |
| C. I. A. conspired? | |
| Distribute crack in my environment, the roosters crow | |
| Man, black people don' t own no ports or boats | |
| So tell me how the we gettin' all this coke? | |
| Offa knowledge | |
| I choke, spittin' up truths hopin' | |
| The young youth a soldier hear me dearly | |
| G. W. Bush fear me | |
| They know | |
| I know, they want to sweep us under rugs | |
| Hopin' we just keep killin', shootin' each other with slugs | |
| Look up above and pray to god he protect me | |
| From these cold jurors and the heartless judge | |
| Imagine, grow' n up and never haven' t | |
| Fagget ass pops actin' like you never happened, up | |
| Watchin' the tears stream down yo mamma' s cheek | |
| She helpless in the kitchen lookin' for eats, peace | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| Yea , | |
| I' m here, what the ya' ll gunna do about it? | |
| Huh? Do somethin' about me, call my source, ya hear me? | |
| Feel me? Stop talkin' ' bout, stop talkin' bout how up | |
| I am, huhGet me right, save me , huh? | |
| I' m a snort away from an overdose | |
| A couple a drug deals from death and too far from hope | |
| I never asked to be here, | |
| In this maze to an early grave | |
| Jail cells, guns fights and crack sales | |
| Tryin' to post bond on this oversized bail | |
| Hopin' my vest don' t give as the bullets come in hail | |
| How dare ya' all point the finger at me' | |
| Cuz I' m a straight | |
| G ain' t that what it' s supposed to be? | |
| t, I' m just followin' the tradition of | |
| Joe KennyBootleggin' ties with the mob and t | |
| Capitalism, money and power | |
| Catch me in the | |
| Trump Tower with a honey and powder | |
| I feel the shadows death is comin' to an end | |
| My lifes slippin' from me, ya' ll z is funny | |
| Tell me shyne po, he can' t get that money | |
| am I supposed to do, starve and go hungry? | |
| RightWe don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| Im here, we here, ain' t goin nowhere | |
| Problems is startin' to happen and we was born | |
| this t has been goin' on 300 years mother s, shh | |
| Cose ya eyes, listen. hear my heart beatin'? | |
| Po' s racin', | |
| I can' t take it | |
| The futures too dark and hopeless for me to face it | |
| Only God knows if | |
| I make itWalkin' through the depths of hell | |
| It' s hard for me to smile | |
| When I' m innocent and still, | |
| I' m facin' trial | |
| God save me | |
| Secret societies manipulatin' the dumb def and blind | |
| And yet they want to blame it on | |
| ShyneLike | |
| I' m responsible for the countries murder rate | |
| Responsible for babies born high off base | |
| This t' s is bigger than me, | |
| I told ya' all | |
| I' m just a pawn | |
| So is Boy | |
| George sippin' | |
| Nick Bawns | |
| I hope my babies havin' babies pu n' rhymes | |
| It' s a brighter day if you just let it beyond | |
| To my mom' s | |
| I' m sorry for the pain | |
| I' ve caused | |
| Your baby boy' s dyin' of a broken heart | |
| Got ties to my own blood walkin' to the eternal fire | |
| Crack money in the dryer | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample | |
| We don' t need no more trouble sample |
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