Lil' Rob - Things We Go Through - Текст песни

You gotta take time and enjoy life
Ay life is good man
Take a little time out some time and smell the roses

[Verse 1:]
Ain't got no time for no bullshit
Gotta make moves quick
If you snooze then you lose it
Lay it down like my Chevrolet
After a day of play
After I juice it Get stupid
Hit the corner crooked
Don't remember how I took it
Don't remember how I made it
I remember being faded
You 'member when I had more than anticipated
Got intoxicated
I almost got incarcerated
Put my petal to the metal
Hear me screechin' down the pavement
I'm Ese Lil Rob
And I'm back up on the block
In a rag top with a back drop not knowin' when to stop
So I'mma keep on rollin' till the wheels are fallin' off
And it might get a little crazy but nobody call the cops
We got it under control
We're on a gangster stroll
Watchin' out for the pigs on patrol
Cuz my homeboys on parole
My little homeboys on probation
Still gots a chance to change his life
But right now its incarceration that he's facin'

[Hook:]
These are things we do and go through
See we been there
We done that ain't nothing new
We been shot at we shot back
We done that too
We get drunk and act the fool but I would do it again

These are things we do and go through
See we been there
We done that ain't nothing new
We been shot at we shot back
We done that too
And I put that on my tattoo said I would do it again

[Verse 2:]
See homeboy vato down the block
He told me vato got shot
In the parking lot at the taco shop
The towns been hot
Been full of cops
Been full of placas
I told 'em I don't really understand it homie
Bumpin' this is for la raza
Hit the switch like this
It's your big end of the street
Where I keep my cuete under my seat
Where I keep on the creep
Where we go to the grave with the secrets we keep
And I'mma always keep my word so that I'm able to sleep
I'm bumpin' the beat when I heard her body talkin' to me
I like what its sayin' and I love what I see

You're comin' with me
Her body's cold and comfortable to hold
So magically now she's sittin' in my passenger seat
We got it under control
We rollin' low
It's so slow I
Hit the leno and live my life in slow-mo
If I could do this one more
Time again just tell me when
So we could do it again

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[Verse 3:]
See one of my homeboys he's doin' good
He started life over
Another homeboy not so good
He slipped now life's over
Was supposed to be gettin' married in February
Now he's in a coffin being carried at the cemetery
Getting buried
Take a hit to the joint and keep it cherry
Cuz this shit is gettin' heavy
Like a Chevy on five-twenties
And that's pretty heavy
Tryna make that pretty penny
Where there's plenty
And I'll be damned if I ain't makin' any
Comin' out stronger than many
Many bolder than most
We get sick with it

Sicker than my flows; fuckin' gross
A product of where I was brought up
It's the bomb like a Fleet line
Tag my name on the street sign
Throwin' up the peace sign
Lookin' for a feline
That's bad enough to be mine
Fuck yeah homeboy; she fine
So we gon' keep on rollin'
Even if I don't know where I'm goin'

[Hook]