LRC歌词
[ti:1nce Upon A Time]
[ar:TRU]
[al:Tru 2 Da Game]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]1nce Upon A Time (Explicit) - TRU/C-Loc
[00:03.98]Once upon a time in a crack house a crack house
[00:07.22]A ni**a was chopping up a key a key
[00:10.08]
[00:10.71]It was drought season season
[00:12.50]And everybody was fiending fiending
[00:14.06]So they had to come and buy their d**e from me
[00:16.19]It all started back in the crack house
[00:18.23]When I was counting up some d**e and some mail
[00:20.11]Now beaucoup pagers for sale
[00:21.83]But I ain't have no more f**king yail
[00:23.64]I had to get me some more
[00:25.20]But all the d**e is stupid move kinda slow
[00:27.07]Black Adam we gonna go bust down in Texas
[00:29.13]You know that's where I get my d**e at
[00:30.71]Tazi was sweating kinda harder
[00:32.20]So I took that plane ride to Georgia
[00:34.02]But just remember that I was sitting on that thang
[00:35.42]And that half that I got down in Florida
[00:37.23]I had a bird but I chopped it up and I put it down to
[00:40.24]Rocks rocks
[00:41.22]That's when I make my come up I hit my f**king block
[00:44.04]Fiends was constant f**king sweating now get out da door
[00:47.19]I chop dimes to nickels f**kers wanna see me chop some more
[00:50.45]
[00:51.38]10's grow to 20's 20's grow to 50's
[00:53.77]
[00:54.28]We need some Yale holla at your ni**a
[00:56.08]Or just come and get me
[00:57.13]
[00:58.54]Dear god can you hear me
[01:00.54]
[01:01.63]My love for money's gonna kill me
[01:03.82]
[01:04.81]Ya got me selling crack to the children
[01:07.37]And its a shame cuz I love how I'm living
[01:10.57]
[01:11.59]Peeking out the window trying to cope with a run of that indo
[01:14.58]Paranoid as the f**k while I'm breaking down this kilo
[01:17.98]Like some money to be made ain't had d**e in four days
[01:21.33]As the fiends knock I keep off the block till Mr gets paid
[01:24.66]Selling phat packs when I first react it's like dat
[01:27.64]Pay man in flat
[01:28.52]Throwing this block of d**e trying to make my money back
[01:30.74]Front you something b**ch front me some dollars
[01:34.11]But if you ain't got no G's sh*t ni**a I can't holler
[01:37.27]
[01:38.42]'Cause way down in the bayou swamps
[01:40.75]
[01:41.71]When niggas quick to get with some funk
[01:43.90]
[01:45.19]This hard as the f**ker come up
[01:47.47]So the last thang I need is a begging motherf**ker
[01:50.74]
[01:51.88]Stay strapped up whenever if you will get tapped up
[01:54.58]The d**e gang f**k
[01:55.77]I live for it ni**a quick to kill for it
[01:58.69]Made 10 G's today 'bout to get up and outie
[02:01.50]Loc why don't you let your bro hold ten dollars
[02:03.32]Sh*t I ain't got it
[ar:TRU]
[al:Tru 2 Da Game]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]1nce Upon A Time (Explicit) - TRU/C-Loc
[00:03.98]Once upon a time in a crack house a crack house
[00:07.22]A ni**a was chopping up a key a key
[00:10.08]
[00:10.71]It was drought season season
[00:12.50]And everybody was fiending fiending
[00:14.06]So they had to come and buy their d**e from me
[00:16.19]It all started back in the crack house
[00:18.23]When I was counting up some d**e and some mail
[00:20.11]Now beaucoup pagers for sale
[00:21.83]But I ain't have no more f**king yail
[00:23.64]I had to get me some more
[00:25.20]But all the d**e is stupid move kinda slow
[00:27.07]Black Adam we gonna go bust down in Texas
[00:29.13]You know that's where I get my d**e at
[00:30.71]Tazi was sweating kinda harder
[00:32.20]So I took that plane ride to Georgia
[00:34.02]But just remember that I was sitting on that thang
[00:35.42]And that half that I got down in Florida
[00:37.23]I had a bird but I chopped it up and I put it down to
[00:40.24]Rocks rocks
[00:41.22]That's when I make my come up I hit my f**king block
[00:44.04]Fiends was constant f**king sweating now get out da door
[00:47.19]I chop dimes to nickels f**kers wanna see me chop some more
[00:50.45]
[00:51.38]10's grow to 20's 20's grow to 50's
[00:53.77]
[00:54.28]We need some Yale holla at your ni**a
[00:56.08]Or just come and get me
[00:57.13]
[00:58.54]Dear god can you hear me
[01:00.54]
[01:01.63]My love for money's gonna kill me
[01:03.82]
[01:04.81]Ya got me selling crack to the children
[01:07.37]And its a shame cuz I love how I'm living
[01:10.57]
[01:11.59]Peeking out the window trying to cope with a run of that indo
[01:14.58]Paranoid as the f**k while I'm breaking down this kilo
[01:17.98]Like some money to be made ain't had d**e in four days
[01:21.33]As the fiends knock I keep off the block till Mr gets paid
[01:24.66]Selling phat packs when I first react it's like dat
[01:27.64]Pay man in flat
[01:28.52]Throwing this block of d**e trying to make my money back
[01:30.74]Front you something b**ch front me some dollars
[01:34.11]But if you ain't got no G's sh*t ni**a I can't holler
[01:37.27]
[01:38.42]'Cause way down in the bayou swamps
[01:40.75]
[01:41.71]When niggas quick to get with some funk
[01:43.90]
[01:45.19]This hard as the f**ker come up
[01:47.47]So the last thang I need is a begging motherf**ker
[01:50.74]
[01:51.88]Stay strapped up whenever if you will get tapped up
[01:54.58]The d**e gang f**k
[01:55.77]I live for it ni**a quick to kill for it
[01:58.69]Made 10 G's today 'bout to get up and outie
[02:01.50]Loc why don't you let your bro hold ten dollars
[02:03.32]Sh*t I ain't got it
文本歌词
1nce Upon A Time (Explicit) - TRU/C-Loc
Once upon a time in a crack house a crack house
A ni**a was chopping up a key a key
It was drought season season
And everybody was fiending fiending
So they had to come and buy their d**e from me
It all started back in the crack house
When I was counting up some d**e and some mail
Now beaucoup pagers for sale
But I ain't have no more f**king yail
I had to get me some more
But all the d**e is stupid move kinda slow
Black Adam we gonna go bust down in Texas
You know that's where I get my d**e at
Tazi was sweating kinda harder
So I took that plane ride to Georgia
But just remember that I was sitting on that thang
And that half that I got down in Florida
I had a bird but I chopped it up and I put it down to
Rocks rocks
That's when I make my come up I hit my f**king block
Fiends was constant f**king sweating now get out da door
I chop dimes to nickels f**kers wanna see me chop some more
10's grow to 20's 20's grow to 50's
We need some Yale holla at your ni**a
Or just come and get me
Dear god can you hear me
My love for money's gonna kill me
Ya got me selling crack to the children
And its a shame cuz I love how I'm living
Peeking out the window trying to cope with a run of that indo
Paranoid as the f**k while I'm breaking down this kilo
Like some money to be made ain't had d**e in four days
As the fiends knock I keep off the block till Mr gets paid
Selling phat packs when I first react it's like dat
Pay man in flat
Throwing this block of d**e trying to make my money back
Front you something b**ch front me some dollars
But if you ain't got no G's sh*t ni**a I can't holler
'Cause way down in the bayou swamps
When niggas quick to get with some funk
This hard as the f**ker come up
So the last thang I need is a begging motherf**ker
Stay strapped up whenever if you will get tapped up
The d**e gang f**k
I live for it ni**a quick to kill for it
Made 10 G's today 'bout to get up and outie
Loc why don't you let your bro hold ten dollars
Sh*t I ain't got it
