Daddy Was A Street Corner (LP版)
Naughty By Nature"Daddy Was A Street Corner (LP版)" é uma música de Naughty By Nature, 1993, Pop. A música tem 3:50 de duração, 69 lines / 603 words.
Letra
0:11As far as days it's a sunny one
0:38Hear the money comes up there's a fiend I've never seen
1:16And they bound to catch a funny one
1:18Hear the kitty come come wouldn't need a run run
1:22On my dum dum
1:23I know are days somehow I gotta stop at some point
1:26But I'd rather cluck and rob ya as a gun point
1:28I run the streets like peep on the concrete we roll deep
1:31So don't sleep on my peeps
1:33You would think that's the only thing to stop me
1:35But this Glock is crazy cocky
1:37This is what n***as in the hood see
1:39The way the badder could be bad is getting based so bad they would be
1:43Oh oh oh oh here comes the new in LA
1:45But crooked cops has walked away so there's been rioting all day
1:48The only thing that made my day a little better
1:50I saw red and blue uniting forever
1:51Crips and bloods fighting together
1:53Back on the block it's the same d**n strip
1:55The same d**n clip the same d**n s**t
1:58You really can't expect a lot when the kid's
2:00Juvenile and stay lock and his pops is the block
2:03N***as in the hood ain't changed
2:05Aw s**t Godd**n
2:06Only the streets tell stories
2:12My daddy was a street corner a goner
2:14Before I popped out my momma is sore
2:16He was long gone for the border
2:18So I grew up doing more dirt did dust
2:20Hittin skirts getting stuck
2:21Just to knuckle motherf**kers up
2:22F**k around on a bad day
2:25Watch out that make the
2:25Street n***as are coming through the alley way
2:27And when we come we come correct and it's done
2:30It ain't where you from is how hard your squad come
2:33This n***a's scared n***a stop he's a rookie cop
2:35Who couldn't bust a glass rock fools watch your stash spot
2:37And everything'll be alright
2:39I guess unless start Platoon in the project
2:42Here's my homies Nike get my money right
2:44Or your funny face will be beating out my fist f**k a funny fight
2:48Whose to blame when he's plain for a name
2:50Or a spot to go home to see pops is the f**kin' block
2:52N***as in the hood ain't changed
2:54Aw s**t Godd**n
2:55Only the streets tell stories
3:01Some get stuck home saw cartoons saw cable
3:03Saw new clothes with labels
3:05I came home to corners did homework wasn't able
3:07I clocked it we rocked it dipped it then flipped it
3:10We upped it and cut it held in hold it to sold it I'm wit it
3:13Getting hit the house all I was fiendin
3:15When it comes to dough n***as are in it to spend it
3:17Save it protect get a shave and a tec don't be brave get a vest
3:21It might save you your chest
3:22And if cops ever come to wail me down
3:24All I say is feet don't fail me now
3:26My town didn't have a wreck yup I was a little wreck
3:29Didn't have a place to play
3:30So like most kids a n***a's woulda astray
3:32A daddy never got to meet mom
3:34So on father's day I take a rag and I shined up the street sign
3:37Got me on the spot spot me when I stop
3:39Anytime or day if you'd ask me have to tell you poppa was the block
3:42Money's coming rolling hard cluck and rolling hard
3:44Breaking dawn on the law do the stolen car
3:47Every job I get dropped or I hit the lotto so I get stopped
3:50Peace to the block my pops
As far as days it's a sunny one Hear the money comes up there's a fiend I've never seen And they bound to catch a funny one Hear the kitty come come wouldn't need a run run On my dum dum I know are days somehow I gotta stop at some point But I'd rather cluck and rob ya as a gun point I run the streets like peep on the concrete we roll deep So don't sleep on my peeps You would think that's the only thing to stop me But this Glock is crazy cocky This is what n***as in the hood see The way the badder could be bad is getting based so bad they would be Oh oh oh oh here comes the new in LA But crooked cops has walked away so there's been rioting all day The only thing that made my day a little better I saw red and blue uniting forever Crips and bloods fighting together Back on the block it's the same d**n strip The same d**n clip the same d**n s**t You really can't expect a lot when the kid's Juvenile and stay lock and his pops is the block N***as in the hood ain't changed Aw s**t Godd**n Only the streets tell stories My daddy was a street corner a goner Before I popped out my momma is sore He was long gone for the border So I grew up doing more dirt did dust Hittin skirts getting stuck Just to knuckle motherf**kers up F**k around on a bad day Watch out that make the Street n***as are coming through the alley way And when we come we come correct and it's done It ain't where you from is how hard your squad come This n***a's scared n***a stop he's a rookie cop Who couldn't bust a glass rock fools watch your stash spot And everything'll be alright I guess unless start Platoon in the project Here's my homies Nike get my money right Or your funny face will be beating out my fist f**k a funny fight Whose to blame when he's plain for a name Or a spot to go home to see pops is the f**kin' block N***as in the hood ain't changed Aw s**t Godd**n Only the streets tell stories Some get stuck home saw cartoons saw cable Saw new clothes with labels I came home to corners did homework wasn't able I clocked it we rocked it dipped it then flipped it We upped it and cut it held in hold it to sold it I'm wit it Getting hit the house all I was fiendin When it comes to dough n***as are in it to spend it Save it protect get a shave and a tec don't be brave get a vest It might save you your chest And if cops ever come to wail me down All I say is feet don't fail me now My town didn't have a wreck yup I was a little wreck Didn't have a place to play So like most kids a n***a's woulda astray A daddy never got to meet mom So on father's day I take a rag and I shined up the street sign Got me on the spot spot me when I stop Anytime or day if you'd ask me have to tell you poppa was the block Money's coming rolling hard cluck and rolling hard Breaking dawn on the law do the stolen car Every job I get dropped or I hit the lotto so I get stopped Peace to the block my pops
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