AWA

Average Man(Album Version (Explicit))

Track byObie Trice

415
3
  • 2003.01.01
  • 4:16
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歌詞

(Verse 1) Hey yo I'm focused, it's the loc'est O. Trice is holdin the soldiers, the prognosis Probably why I rose from zero to hope Cause I was wide eyed and open nosed to my approach (nigga) Hold the toast you provoke 44 Snub hugs my scrotum when I roll Yes I hold my own Swifty think you debo's clone, I'm aimin Watch 'em switch into Damons And next Friday I can bet you's a changed man When them thangs in hands, it's not a game man I ghost ya, I bring ya much closer to Jehovah Definition of a soldier, I told ya I .. hold the toast when I approach It's close at all times by my side in the holster O-ster roast ya, make me blow my composure Pop (*gunshot*) it's all over, when the fo fo blows and goes (*gunshot*) (Chorus) When I'm up in the club And these niggaz they wanna act tough Till they get plugged Watch them bullets go (*bullet shot*) Now you touched from a slug Huggin the streets like you in love Your heart race like (*flatline*) The ambulance arrive (*police siren*) They rush you to the 'spital, flyin by my ride Engine like (*engine revs*), homie you just died Your family through cryin, I pulled off a crime Just as quick as .. (Verse 2) You can lose your face, in a fool's race I pulled my tool first nigga, you was in second place And second place just means you didn't react with haste And this diffrientiates life or murder bein the case And since murder was the case, it just means niggas erased Another black mother can't eat the food on her plate Cause she ain't got the taste of raisin you wasn't waste "Such a short span young man" said at your wake First I'm a man, second I'm five eight, but size and weight Won't give a nigga the upper hand Cause when I pop (*gunshot*), I get a 's up like Barry Sand Sit in the can, he never ran like Barry Sand Obie ain't playin, Obie got a plan And the plan is NOT to be layin in earth's land I will POP before decaying in earth's land You get SHOT for playin me less than a man motherfucker (Chorus) (Verse 3) Niggas get it twisted, liquor make 'em envision that gangsterism is disrespectin a nigga's wishes Which is: all the touch talk in front of bitches Yeah, you fifteen deep, the Desert E a give ya stitches And I can be all the bitches and hoes you wanna But I warn ya the glock could make it hot as California You be propped on the corner, flesh meetin the coroner O's in quarantine, cause no hoes in need, is no hoes in need Niggas take advantage 'til I manage to pull that hammer out They start scatterin, I'm no gangster, I'm a average man but be damned if I let 'em do me savage, man Before that I'm strapped and will challenge him Cocked back and that (*gunshot*) gat will damage them It's not a act, this is fact, this is how I'm programmed This is me, what I'm about, this who I am motherfucker (Chorus)

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