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Beanie: Yeah Sparks in here, The Truth in here Deko Klebefolien Sparks: Yeah Beanie: Yeah - Witness - Tales of a Hustler Sparks: Im going to ride nigga Beanie: Ya Know - This just the life we live uh, this just the life we lead Sparks: Yeah Yeah Gangsta Beanie: Tales tales Sparks: Gangsta! Yeah
Omillio Sparks the young gun My life as an adolescent said I'll go through something Other guys try to stand in my way like brick walls So I kept guns in my palm like Mesiah scripts in Psalms I should fear no man but God So lord knows we could get it on Guns baptized guys testing my pride Clearing my conscience in the liquor Duesseldorf Webagentur With a fifth of ThunderBerg but I be guzzling hard Playing the corners with a washed up old-head She's in tuned by whispers Same corner where I banged at with niggers Cops drive by and grin on us If they grabbed then one of them nosey neighbors done snitched on us(Again?) Hey this game juicy got me puffing looseys Every two days interigated by the police See its like little cost more than your Roli golf andratx Money cause my to live his whole life(Damn!) When he was here it was easy to love him like a brother Now thats he's gone I find it difficult to talk to his mother I mean - What do you say to a woman Thats just lost her only son to the game and I gotta say mommy "Imma ride for him" The look that she gave me "Like Sparks you got some nerve Cause most of these niggas dont keep their words Now I'm under pressure Digitaldruck Nürnberg And I cant even break that type of promise and yall niggas paint that picture Missing your freedom On the strength of memories of him The time he made you laugh The time he bust his gat when them other niggas ran How real is that? Omillio Sparks niggas holla back
In this life you not promised tommorow So take it bitter with the speed to maintain In these viscious streets Carry your heat and keep your mind on your money Like some gamble everybody got a number on me TALES OF A HUSTLER hostal madrid
Beanie:
I'm back to the block with it Wait let me clear that up Im back to the blocks that you get when your block get it Get hard with that hot water when the pot hit it Get large with a little water when you pop wip it I send hope to late scramblers Mailand Hotel Sling coke to you late you scramblers Go broke sling soak to you late night scramblers Look - you loose limbs when fuck with him That be I strapped and high FBI all on back want to trap the guy Got niggas in all black want to snatch my pies Never that too many gats Too many guns Too many vest hotels monaco Tough guys not to many left Where they at? Dead or locked behind bars in jail I know I aint too far from hell I'll spit the devil these bars in hell Dog I been through it son Look at my scars and tell Catch Mac in a Chevy truck slightly tented No excuses on who might be in it suchwort analyse You know passenger twisting backwoods Slightly spinning Crack the window the indo slightly scented Splash of haze and hash lightly blented Put the pressure on niggas who might be timid In small piece I'll snatch your family up Start from tall nephews to your small nieces Bitches
