Представляем точный текст композиции "Y'" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста 2nd II None . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Y'» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую 2nd II None передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
2nd II None - "Y'"
Lyrics to Y' : [Gangsta D:] I remember way back when I was young Livin that crazy life gettin sprung Out there gettin busy holdin my own Didnt really care cause mama wasnt home They say, (young child dont you run so wild) Youre out there doin wrong, hangin with the wrong crowd But I didnt really trip it so I kept a hard head Got myself to the point where I wanted fools dead Solvin all my problems with that 1-8-7 Makin ends meet with the deuce-11 Jacked this one fool, snatched him out his ride (Get out homie) Nine times but the nigga survived I didnt even know him or know where he was from But I didnt really didnt care cause I was young Now Im rollin with my daughters and my baby mama Didnt even know we was in for drama Here come the nigga on my passenger side Dumped a whole clip all inside my ride Hit me four times and one went in my head Now Im stretched out in the bed While this fool kickin back in Mira Loma My family stressed out cause Im in a coma Everbodys prayin while Im tryin to hang on But even if I die, its still on... yeah [Chorus:] Why must it be like that'.. Why its gotta be like that'.. Why must it be like that'.. Why its gotta be like that' [KK:] Now I can seem to recall all my days when I was little Tryin to put myself right up in the middle Sprung up off the idea of tryin to get a rep You best believe I found trouble when I stepped Ran up on niggaz like I was holdin bugs I was only 55, still a young scrub Didnt even matter if I got my ass jumped As long as that proved young K wasnt a punk Now I done got my roam on, buzzed with the oldies on Didnt really care, it was like ("Nigga, bring yo ass on") Yeah, one day rollin with my straps I got caught (god damn) No snitchin and I took all the fault You see I couldnt go out, lettin the ones take flight They was tryin but I kept my thang tight (thats right) Damn, I rolled with more than one gun, that felt good to me But the good Lord wouldnt let it be, man I tried to keep myself cool and find a little job Straight workin, but these pockets still hurtin So my relative hooked me on a double-up I found another way for KK to come on up Im pushin quarter pieces down the 10 freeway Up to Baton Rouge, then back to L.A. Damn, I was out there kinda young and dumb Thats how it was, where we came from [Chorus: x2] Why must it be like that'.. Why its gotta be like that'.. Why must it be like that'.. Why its gotta be like that'.. [ Y' Lyrics ]
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