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Can't Take It Wit Cha
作詞：Smith Esham A
Yo, yeah, there was somthin' I wanted to say, oh yeah, yo
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(So give it up)
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(So listen to this shit)
Most niggaz like money, cars, pussy, ho
Pockets on swole, roll true's and Vogue's
You sell your soul as the story is told
Just a hold on a bitch lookin' like Envogue
So ya slang 'em, gangbang 'em, nuts hang 'em
And bitches want the money but tricks, you can't blame 'em
Got duckets, motherfuck it, so ya stuck it
You either Flavor Flav it or ya chuck chuck chuck it
Got a big ol' house that sit on a hill
Gettin' high 'til you die 'coz that's the way you feel
But on the real, I don't give a fuck what you got
'Coz it don't mean shit when yo' ass get shot
Why not? Most niggaz plot with the gloc
And only glocs go pop piggety pop pop pop
You just can't stop it if they comin' to get cha
And oh yeah, you can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(None of that)
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You can't take it wit cha
You might get you a house, a woman, and maybe a baby
If you don't go crazy first
And tell me what's worse, bein' broke or a hearse
(Huh)
Money is a black man's curse, but still
We got to have dollar bills,
'Coz if I can't see it, then the shit ain't real
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Where I live, crackhead heaven 24/7
No hope for the city of dope
It ain't no heaven, God don't like my hood
'Coz my hood is Hell and it ain't no good
Got money to the ceilin', oh what a feelin'
O.G. dealin', caps get peeled and next
Ho's want checks for some sex
Pussy's get recked dick shoved through they neck
No respect, you get no respect, so he hit cha
Snap your love like a picture
Ho, you can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You cant take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(None of that)
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You cant take it wit cha
You can't take it wit cha, no love, no lust
No one, no gun, no cap to bust
All the things in life you've ever had
Get zipped and locked in the body bag
What's left? Life after death, you don't know
When you die, you might meet the people you owe
Death row, that's where we all gon' go
Sell your soul to the Devil, get a tag on your toe
Oh no, no more bitches and television
Get a trip to the morgue for your final circumcision
What the fuck? You don't know what from what
'Coz they even took your dick and your nuts
Man, you can't take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You cant take it wit cha
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(None of that)
All that shit, that dope might get cha
(When you die)
You cant take it wit cha
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