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Текст песни BONE THUGS-N-HARMONY - What About Us <br/> [Chorus 2x]<br />(What about us?) What about my niggaz still out on the street?<br />(What about us?) What about my partners doin&#039; time?<br />(What about us?) What about this harassment from the police?<br />(What about us?) What about my young thugstaz?<br /><br />[Layzie]<br />( )<br />Its for my, incarcerated niggaz<br />That stuck in the pin they coming home<br />Gotta stay strong cause you aint alone<br />Remember you always got love from home<br />They steal this pain and may not know it<br />I&#039;m a boy and I gotta show it<br />I hear them cries from the babies<br />I wish they had a chance don&#039;t wanna blow it<br />But unemployed for all the little girls and boys<br />You got&#039;sa, love your mom and daddy<br />And make them wonder why you give them ploys<br />Oh boy, its getting deep but more expensive then ever cheap<br />But what about that little nigga running the streets<br />Making a living through his beats<br />What about these whack ass politicians<br />They don&#039;t care if we live or die<br />What about that elderly barely breathing, gotta survive on SSI<br />They say America, it&#039;s the land of the free and home of the brave<br />Its mass hysteria, so bring your knees and hope we can fight<br />And if bury us, at least we can live as we believe<br />Dog aint ever gonna break our pride<br />Aint nothing you can do to keep us weak<br />And all of my soldiers come together<br />Get on your feet and get ready to bust<br />What about this war against terrorism (fuck that)<br />And what about this war against us<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Wish]<br />What about them thugs that&#039;s dead and gone<br />What about them thugs that aint even grown<br />What about them thugs that out here lost<br />And aint ever gonna find their way home<br />Suspicion got you furious, so grab your shit and listen up<br />Its violence and violence, it&#039;s the only way their gonna respect us<br />If its this system, in the ghetto back far to one place one time<br />Know we gone, how they sleep at night if they know they be lying<br />This shit we deal wit&#039;, we young black and fit less<br />Living in the ghetto to ghetto and ghetto<br />to ghetto cause ghetto is all we know<br />They beat us down for dumb shit, they lock us up for dumb shit<br />Find out that I&#039;m innocent and still gotta fight for money they owe me<br />And they wonder why we riot in the damn streets<br />They can&#039;t hold us down we getting all that money<br />And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some<br />how they get it they don&#039;t care<br />Try to kick it when you spittin&#039; real smooth<br />But they listening in my business trying to fuck up my move<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Bizzy]<br />Dead niggaz I&#039;ve been to war<br />Been tall with shit I seen it all<br />Like soap operas from ghetto stars<br />I can tell when rappers getting bored, really<br />Sometimes she a bitch sometimes my lady<br />And times when niggaz die she help like I was a baby<br />The simplest things in life were always the best<br />Breathing you ass back inhaling when chronic in your chest<br />Hey somebody call my momma and help me one more time<br />Before I die my momma she carry me no comma<br />Niggaz bitches and drama<br />I recollect walking and stoppin&#039;<br />Cops not even checking on me, juvenile delinquent<br />And baby y&#039;all be respecting me<br />The B.O. it taking me in<br />Whether we saving fuck the last thing we did<br />And let the cops see all the shit that I did<br />Like spittin&#039; on them foxies skied up<br />In the palm of my dick<br />This is the life that I love<br />This is the life that I live<br />And it&#039;s a life full of lust nigga<br /><br />[Chorus]<br /><br />[Krayzie]<br />My partner called me after court<br />They said they got 25 to life just for slingin&#039; some dope<br />They making some cheese just to feed their folks<br />And they like somebody won&#039;t go home<br />Its sad cause it was not sadder for us to get caught up and trapt by the po-po fo sho&#039;<br />And what about our boys and young girls<br />In their wicked young world<br />Coming to school wit&#039; heaters bustin&#039; their teachers<br />Whatever happened to family and humanity we posses<br />What about our babies, that struggling in this mess, don&#039;t strees<br />Crooked coppers scaring the niggaz off in the hood<br />What about them niggaz that get blown off this block if they good<br />See most of the niggaz still on the street<br />Still struggling and hustlin&#039; trying to get something eat<br />Some of them resting in piece and some will never get free<br />Bone Thug gotta show love, keep it real and really real<br />And let &#039;em know about us<br /><br />[Chorus 2x]<br /><br />What about us? [Repeat till end]<br />