If I Don't Gotta Lyrics
| Song | If I Don't Gotta |
| Artist | Silkk the Shocker |
| Album | Charge It 2 Da Game |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fiend, Silkk the Shocker | |
| Yo, P was happenin' dog | |
| Ah man, it's still a dross you know | |
| But the game then change | |
| These youngstas than made it bad | |
| You know we all about our paper | |
| But some of these fools just make | |
| And take murder they want it the easy way | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| I'm just sittin' in my | |
| CadillacRidin' on some triple gold | |
| Smokin' octamos, nigga | |
| Shinin' up my vogues | |
| Thankin' this hoe called me | |
| And she was trippin' out | |
| Say I had a baby by her | |
| Figurin' I was takin' out | |
| I'm just tryin' stack a meal(Know, what I'm sayin') | |
| That shit real, tryin' to hide and dodge | |
| But I can't seem to hid my fuckin' bill | |
| On how to cook dope, and chop a key | |
| My brother showed me that | |
| I only live once, guess what | |
| A dope fiend told me that | |
| These hoes be tryin' to holla | |
| It seems that | |
| I got riches | |
| When I got money, | |
| I got bitches | |
| I got friends that want to get it | |
| Can he hit it, then quit it | |
| To try to survive and stay alive | |
| It's a everyday struggle, every day hustle | |
| You can see it in my eye but | |
| I don't want to die | |
| I don't want to be here | |
| If I don't gotta | |
| I got friends and bitches but they don't holla | |
| If I don't got narcotas or dollars, | |
| IDamn, check this out | |
| ElrorIt's real out here, you heard me, huh bro | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Man I might have a daughter | |
| No money, no life | |
| Check it shocker, just bills, hangin' because | |
| Not givin', a fuck, and | |
| I'm tellin' you what's real | |
| You want to know what kill | |
| Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive | |
| I don't know why, these young cats out here | |
| Thank they got nine lives | |
| I die for me, with pride | |
| And I then lost the closes thing to me | |
| Pretty fucked up tradin' | |
| Or I got some killas that want to do me | |
| Them girls tryin' to blue me | |
| What all I tryin' do, is what | |
| I loveLet my people know, | |
| I feel them and now | |
| And then go smoke some bud | |
| I got a habit with drugs | |
| Which I ain't suggestin' for beginners | |
| In my hood, ain't no winners | |
| Just some thuggin' ass sinners | |
| Presenta, my life, my life | |
| And take a good view | |
| My bad days, | |
| I wouldn't dare | |
| Wanna wish them upon you | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Now see I didn't ask to come here | |
| I guest untwisted faith of luck15 minutes of unprotected sex | |
| In a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut | |
| Now if I wouldn't been born | |
| I wouldn't grew, | |
| I wouldn't knew | |
| Never had to go through | |
| Half the tangs a nigga went through | |
| I'm in the projects hearin' gunshots | |
| Right before | |
| I close my eyes | |
| All I heard was one shot | |
| And they only sent one cop when he died | |
| I got some questions | |
| That I couldn't really understand for awhile | |
| They say, rain brang pain | |
| But what brang smiles | |
| And see, I guess | |
| I was to caught up in those fake niggas | |
| And bitches to know | |
| I guess I was blind by the fast money | |
| And switches on the 64 | |
| They gotta, gotta be a better way out | |
| Then hell or jail | |
| I know, I'm wrong for sellin' dope to my family | |
| Just to get mail | |
| Some get high off of sess | |
| To relieve their stress | |
| But no matter, how much success | |
| You can't cheat death, where ya'll at | |
| Heard that, can't get no realer than this | |
| I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't have to | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don't want to be here if | |
| I don't gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it's all about a dollar | |
| And they don't holla, unless you movin' narcota |
| zuo ci : Fiend, Silkk the Shocker | |
| Yo, P was happenin' dog | |
| Ah man, it' s still a dross you know | |
| But the game then change | |
| These youngstas than made it bad | |
| You know we all about our paper | |
| But some of these fools just make | |
| And take murder they want it the easy way | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| I' m just sittin' in my | |
| CadillacRidin' on some triple gold | |
| Smokin' octamos, nigga | |
| Shinin' up my vogues | |
| Thankin' this hoe called me | |
| And she was trippin' out | |
| Say I had a baby by her | |
| Figurin' I was takin' out | |
| I' m just tryin' stack a meal Know, what I' m sayin' | |
| That shit real, tryin' to hide and dodge | |
| But I can' t seem to hid my fuckin' bill | |
| On how to cook dope, and chop a key | |
| My brother showed me that | |
| I only live once, guess what | |
| A dope fiend told me that | |
| These hoes be tryin' to holla | |
| It seems that | |
| I got riches | |
| When I got money, | |
| I got bitches | |
| I got friends that want to get it | |
| Can he hit it, then quit it | |
| To try to survive and stay alive | |
| It' s a everyday struggle, every day hustle | |
| You can see it in my eye but | |
| I don' t want to die | |
| I don' t want to be here | |
| If I don' t gotta | |
| I got friends and bitches but they don' t holla | |
| If I don' t got narcotas or dollars, | |
| IDamn, check this out | |
| ElrorIt' s real out here, you heard me, huh bro | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Man I might have a daughter | |
| No money, no life | |
| Check it shocker, just bills, hangin' because | |
| Not givin', a fuck, and | |
| I' m tellin' you what' s real | |
| You want to know what kill | |
| Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive | |
| I don' t know why, these young cats out here | |
| Thank they got nine lives | |
| I die for me, with pride | |
| And I then lost the closes thing to me | |
| Pretty fucked up tradin' | |
| Or I got some killas that want to do me | |
| Them girls tryin' to blue me | |
| What all I tryin' do, is what | |
| I loveLet my people know, | |
| I feel them and now | |
| And then go smoke some bud | |
| I got a habit with drugs | |
| Which I ain' t suggestin' for beginners | |
| In my hood, ain' t no winners | |
| Just some thuggin' ass sinners | |
| Presenta, my life, my life | |
| And take a good view | |
| My bad days, | |
| I wouldn' t dare | |
| Wanna wish them upon you | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Now see I didn' t ask to come here | |
| I guest untwisted faith of luck15 minutes of unprotected sex | |
| In a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut | |
| Now if I wouldn' t been born | |
| I wouldn' t grew, | |
| I wouldn' t knew | |
| Never had to go through | |
| Half the tangs a nigga went through | |
| I' m in the projects hearin' gunshots | |
| Right before | |
| I close my eyes | |
| All I heard was one shot | |
| And they only sent one cop when he died | |
| I got some questions | |
| That I couldn' t really understand for awhile | |
| They say, rain brang pain | |
| But what brang smiles | |
| And see, I guess | |
| I was to caught up in those fake niggas | |
| And bitches to know | |
| I guess I was blind by the fast money | |
| And switches on the 64 | |
| They gotta, gotta be a better way out | |
| Then hell or jail | |
| I know, I' m wrong for sellin' dope to my family | |
| Just to get mail | |
| Some get high off of sess | |
| To relieve their stress | |
| But no matter, how much success | |
| You can' t cheat death, where ya' ll at | |
| Heard that, can' t get no realer than this | |
| I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t have to | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota |
| zuò cí : Fiend, Silkk the Shocker | |
| Yo, P was happenin' dog | |
| Ah man, it' s still a dross you know | |
| But the game then change | |
| These youngstas than made it bad | |
| You know we all about our paper | |
| But some of these fools just make | |
| And take murder they want it the easy way | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| I' m just sittin' in my | |
| CadillacRidin' on some triple gold | |
| Smokin' octamos, nigga | |
| Shinin' up my vogues | |
| Thankin' this hoe called me | |
| And she was trippin' out | |
| Say I had a baby by her | |
| Figurin' I was takin' out | |
| I' m just tryin' stack a meal Know, what I' m sayin' | |
| That shit real, tryin' to hide and dodge | |
| But I can' t seem to hid my fuckin' bill | |
| On how to cook dope, and chop a key | |
| My brother showed me that | |
| I only live once, guess what | |
| A dope fiend told me that | |
| These hoes be tryin' to holla | |
| It seems that | |
| I got riches | |
| When I got money, | |
| I got bitches | |
| I got friends that want to get it | |
| Can he hit it, then quit it | |
| To try to survive and stay alive | |
| It' s a everyday struggle, every day hustle | |
| You can see it in my eye but | |
| I don' t want to die | |
| I don' t want to be here | |
| If I don' t gotta | |
| I got friends and bitches but they don' t holla | |
| If I don' t got narcotas or dollars, | |
| IDamn, check this out | |
| ElrorIt' s real out here, you heard me, huh bro | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Man I might have a daughter | |
| No money, no life | |
| Check it shocker, just bills, hangin' because | |
| Not givin', a fuck, and | |
| I' m tellin' you what' s real | |
| You want to know what kill | |
| Most of these niggas on these streets, is jive | |
| I don' t know why, these young cats out here | |
| Thank they got nine lives | |
| I die for me, with pride | |
| And I then lost the closes thing to me | |
| Pretty fucked up tradin' | |
| Or I got some killas that want to do me | |
| Them girls tryin' to blue me | |
| What all I tryin' do, is what | |
| I loveLet my people know, | |
| I feel them and now | |
| And then go smoke some bud | |
| I got a habit with drugs | |
| Which I ain' t suggestin' for beginners | |
| In my hood, ain' t no winners | |
| Just some thuggin' ass sinners | |
| Presenta, my life, my life | |
| And take a good view | |
| My bad days, | |
| I wouldn' t dare | |
| Wanna wish them upon you | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| Now see I didn' t ask to come here | |
| I guest untwisted faith of luck15 minutes of unprotected sex | |
| In a heat of moment, came a quick ass nut | |
| Now if I wouldn' t been born | |
| I wouldn' t grew, | |
| I wouldn' t knew | |
| Never had to go through | |
| Half the tangs a nigga went through | |
| I' m in the projects hearin' gunshots | |
| Right before | |
| I close my eyes | |
| All I heard was one shot | |
| And they only sent one cop when he died | |
| I got some questions | |
| That I couldn' t really understand for awhile | |
| They say, rain brang pain | |
| But what brang smiles | |
| And see, I guess | |
| I was to caught up in those fake niggas | |
| And bitches to know | |
| I guess I was blind by the fast money | |
| And switches on the 64 | |
| They gotta, gotta be a better way out | |
| Then hell or jail | |
| I know, I' m wrong for sellin' dope to my family | |
| Just to get mail | |
| Some get high off of sess | |
| To relieve their stress | |
| But no matter, how much success | |
| You can' t cheat death, where ya' ll at | |
| Heard that, can' t get no realer than this | |
| I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t have to | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota | |
| See I don' t want to be here if | |
| I don' t gotta | |
| My weed habit, is so close to snortin' powder | |
| Got a few bitches but it' s all about a dollar | |
| And they don' t holla, unless you movin' narcota |
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