Song | Playaz Dedication |
Artist | Rappin' 4-Tay |
Album | 4 Tha Hard Way |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Forté | |
(feat. 2Pac) | |
[Intro: Sway Of Kmel interviewing 2Pac] | |
[Sway (2Pac)] | |
A yo Pac, you work, you gave a lot of love back to uh, some Bay Area artists | |
Like E-40, 4-Tay (yup), you know, Dru Down, and the whole crew | |
Talk about what made you decide to work with them | |
[2Pac] | |
Because I can't always be in the Bay | |
And I know how the Bay is | |
The Bay is tight people, man | |
If you ain't there, they gone talk about you | |
So I want them to know, I love you, I feel you, I'm representing for you | |
So I know I got a certain amount of acclaim and everything | |
So I bring the Bay with me, and 4-Tay, he always been raw to me | |
And I like his style, when I was in jail, I used to listen to his stuff | |
So when I got out, we clicked, we did the song | |
Now he in jail, now I got to do what he did for me | |
When I was in jail, he used to send out shout outs | |
And say how he support me and everything | |
Now I support 4-Tay, everybody pray for him and send letters | |
I hope the brother get out of jail soon as possible and get back to his shit | |
Because you know it's a struggle for every young black man | |
4-Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge | |
[Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
I ain't trying to make you feel all down and bitter | |
This is for my dog, about to pour me out a little liquor | |
Could of swam in the tears shedded in the Bay | |
Try to hold it in, couldn't help but cry all day | |
I'm stressing, please with my rap, hopefully it's working | |
Because when your folks leave this earth, man, that shit be hurting | |
Emotional traumas, enough to make you lose your ground | |
No matter what happen, just represent and put it down | |
I feel I owe this to the real g's across the nation | |
Not just the R.I.P., a player's type of dedication | |
What's rap without the game, gangsters, and villains | |
My fears of this calls me on got to make a killing | |
Because my voices is saying things that I ain't ever heard of | |
And just because of that, a nigga wants to plot a murder? | |
But I got something for them suckers who intend to rush me | |
Part two, and only God can judge me | |
[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication to a million soldiers | |
May you rest in peace, this coming from the Forte | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac | |
And you can best believe - that it wont stop, uh | |
[Verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
You should've known that I'd be coming back, especially after | |
All the drama that done happened, got to holler at you | |
Coolio hot and the Together Brothers kicked the game | |
But things done got so out of hand that we can't even sing | |
This ain't a sad song, man this some real shit | |
Go to clubs and chop up game, who pump that rough shit? | |
Wish I could bring you all back from heaven but I can't | |
Sometimes I reminisce and down a whole fifth of drink | |
But the least I could do is stay on the hit list | |
Despite the controversy, put it down and shift the gift | |
Life goes on just like a show goes on | |
The player haters roll on, but man we oh so strong | |
Wish I could bring you back through the time | |
So we could spit some rhymes, and show them busters how players recline | |
So took the deepest feelings in the heart, and when the drama starts | |
Just ask yourself who was down from the very start | |
[Chorus: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
[Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
Things just ain't the way they used to be | |
It seems the more money you stack, the more retracted enemies | |
First round draft pick, millions for baskets | |
Jealousy and envy results to nothing but caskets | |
And it's a cold thing for a black man | |
He clocking more than you clock, so you let that 9' rain? | |
True enough there's a lot of drama in a ghetto story | |
And a lot of tears, but that comes with the territory | |
That's why you got to keep the game on the shelf | |
And by all means, look out for your legitimate work | |
So let me put you up on the scoop, because suckers like to swoop | |
Before you know it you got caught up in the pimping | |
And ain't nothing you can do to pay the price | |
Like innocent people I know with 25 to life | |
It's got me caught up, stuck, trapped in a corner | |
But it's Westside for life, I'm representing California | |
[Chorus x3: Rappin' 4-Tay w/ minor variations] | |
[Outro: Rappin' 4-Tay] | |
And anybody who lost a loved one | |
Rappin' 4-Tay and Rag Top | |
We too willing not to feel you | |
May you rest in peace | |
My dedication |
zuo ci : Forte | |
feat. 2Pac | |
Intro: Sway Of Kmel interviewing 2Pac | |
Sway 2Pac | |
A yo Pac, you work, you gave a lot of love back to uh, some Bay Area artists | |
Like E40, 4Tay yup, you know, Dru Down, and the whole crew | |
Talk about what made you decide to work with them | |
[2Pac] | |
Because I can' t always be in the Bay | |
And I know how the Bay is | |
The Bay is tight people, man | |
If you ain' t there, they gone talk about you | |
So I want them to know, I love you, I feel you, I' m representing for you | |
So I know I got a certain amount of acclaim and everything | |
So I bring the Bay with me, and 4Tay, he always been raw to me | |
And I like his style, when I was in jail, I used to listen to his stuff | |
So when I got out, we clicked, we did the song | |
Now he in jail, now I got to do what he did for me | |
When I was in jail, he used to send out shout outs | |
And say how he support me and everything | |
Now I support 4Tay, everybody pray for him and send letters | |
I hope the brother get out of jail soon as possible and get back to his shit | |
Because you know it' s a struggle for every young black man | |
4Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge | |
Verse 1: Rappin' 4Tay | |
I ain' t trying to make you feel all down and bitter | |
This is for my dog, about to pour me out a little liquor | |
Could of swam in the tears shedded in the Bay | |
Try to hold it in, couldn' t help but cry all day | |
I' m stressing, please with my rap, hopefully it' s working | |
Because when your folks leave this earth, man, that shit be hurting | |
Emotional traumas, enough to make you lose your ground | |
No matter what happen, just represent and put it down | |
I feel I owe this to the real g' s across the nation | |
Not just the R. I. P., a player' s type of dedication | |
What' s rap without the game, gangsters, and villains | |
My fears of this calls me on got to make a killing | |
Because my voices is saying things that I ain' t ever heard of | |
And just because of that, a nigga wants to plot a murder? | |
But I got something for them suckers who intend to rush me | |
Part two, and only God can judge me | |
Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication to a million soldiers | |
May you rest in peace, this coming from the Forte | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac | |
And you can best believe that it wont stop, uh | |
Verse 2: Rappin' 4Tay | |
You should' ve known that I' d be coming back, especially after | |
All the drama that done happened, got to holler at you | |
Coolio hot and the Together Brothers kicked the game | |
But things done got so out of hand that we can' t even sing | |
This ain' t a sad song, man this some real shit | |
Go to clubs and chop up game, who pump that rough shit? | |
Wish I could bring you all back from heaven but I can' t | |
Sometimes I reminisce and down a whole fifth of drink | |
But the least I could do is stay on the hit list | |
Despite the controversy, put it down and shift the gift | |
Life goes on just like a show goes on | |
The player haters roll on, but man we oh so strong | |
Wish I could bring you back through the time | |
So we could spit some rhymes, and show them busters how players recline | |
So took the deepest feelings in the heart, and when the drama starts | |
Just ask yourself who was down from the very start | |
Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay | |
Verse 3: Rappin' 4Tay | |
Things just ain' t the way they used to be | |
It seems the more money you stack, the more retracted enemies | |
First round draft pick, millions for baskets | |
Jealousy and envy results to nothing but caskets | |
And it' s a cold thing for a black man | |
He clocking more than you clock, so you let that 9' rain? | |
True enough there' s a lot of drama in a ghetto story | |
And a lot of tears, but that comes with the territory | |
That' s why you got to keep the game on the shelf | |
And by all means, look out for your legitimate work | |
So let me put you up on the scoop, because suckers like to swoop | |
Before you know it you got caught up in the pimping | |
And ain' t nothing you can do to pay the price | |
Like innocent people I know with 25 to life | |
It' s got me caught up, stuck, trapped in a corner | |
But it' s Westside for life, I' m representing California | |
Chorus x3: Rappin' 4Tay w minor variations | |
Outro: Rappin' 4Tay | |
And anybody who lost a loved one | |
Rappin' 4Tay and Rag Top | |
We too willing not to feel you | |
May you rest in peace | |
My dedication |
zuò cí : Forté | |
feat. 2Pac | |
Intro: Sway Of Kmel interviewing 2Pac | |
Sway 2Pac | |
A yo Pac, you work, you gave a lot of love back to uh, some Bay Area artists | |
Like E40, 4Tay yup, you know, Dru Down, and the whole crew | |
Talk about what made you decide to work with them | |
[2Pac] | |
Because I can' t always be in the Bay | |
And I know how the Bay is | |
The Bay is tight people, man | |
If you ain' t there, they gone talk about you | |
So I want them to know, I love you, I feel you, I' m representing for you | |
So I know I got a certain amount of acclaim and everything | |
So I bring the Bay with me, and 4Tay, he always been raw to me | |
And I like his style, when I was in jail, I used to listen to his stuff | |
So when I got out, we clicked, we did the song | |
Now he in jail, now I got to do what he did for me | |
When I was in jail, he used to send out shout outs | |
And say how he support me and everything | |
Now I support 4Tay, everybody pray for him and send letters | |
I hope the brother get out of jail soon as possible and get back to his shit | |
Because you know it' s a struggle for every young black man | |
4Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge | |
Verse 1: Rappin' 4Tay | |
I ain' t trying to make you feel all down and bitter | |
This is for my dog, about to pour me out a little liquor | |
Could of swam in the tears shedded in the Bay | |
Try to hold it in, couldn' t help but cry all day | |
I' m stressing, please with my rap, hopefully it' s working | |
Because when your folks leave this earth, man, that shit be hurting | |
Emotional traumas, enough to make you lose your ground | |
No matter what happen, just represent and put it down | |
I feel I owe this to the real g' s across the nation | |
Not just the R. I. P., a player' s type of dedication | |
What' s rap without the game, gangsters, and villains | |
My fears of this calls me on got to make a killing | |
Because my voices is saying things that I ain' t ever heard of | |
And just because of that, a nigga wants to plot a murder? | |
But I got something for them suckers who intend to rush me | |
Part two, and only God can judge me | |
Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication to a million soldiers | |
May you rest in peace, this coming from the Forte | |
From the ghetto to the pen, can you comprehend? | |
And all the real players, pour out some Hen | |
This my dedication, my nigga 2Pac | |
And you can best believe that it wont stop, uh | |
Verse 2: Rappin' 4Tay | |
You should' ve known that I' d be coming back, especially after | |
All the drama that done happened, got to holler at you | |
Coolio hot and the Together Brothers kicked the game | |
But things done got so out of hand that we can' t even sing | |
This ain' t a sad song, man this some real shit | |
Go to clubs and chop up game, who pump that rough shit? | |
Wish I could bring you all back from heaven but I can' t | |
Sometimes I reminisce and down a whole fifth of drink | |
But the least I could do is stay on the hit list | |
Despite the controversy, put it down and shift the gift | |
Life goes on just like a show goes on | |
The player haters roll on, but man we oh so strong | |
Wish I could bring you back through the time | |
So we could spit some rhymes, and show them busters how players recline | |
So took the deepest feelings in the heart, and when the drama starts | |
Just ask yourself who was down from the very start | |
Chorus: Rappin' 4Tay | |
Verse 3: Rappin' 4Tay | |
Things just ain' t the way they used to be | |
It seems the more money you stack, the more retracted enemies | |
First round draft pick, millions for baskets | |
Jealousy and envy results to nothing but caskets | |
And it' s a cold thing for a black man | |
He clocking more than you clock, so you let that 9' rain? | |
True enough there' s a lot of drama in a ghetto story | |
And a lot of tears, but that comes with the territory | |
That' s why you got to keep the game on the shelf | |
And by all means, look out for your legitimate work | |
So let me put you up on the scoop, because suckers like to swoop | |
Before you know it you got caught up in the pimping | |
And ain' t nothing you can do to pay the price | |
Like innocent people I know with 25 to life | |
It' s got me caught up, stuck, trapped in a corner | |
But it' s Westside for life, I' m representing California | |
Chorus x3: Rappin' 4Tay w minor variations | |
Outro: Rappin' 4Tay | |
And anybody who lost a loved one | |
Rappin' 4Tay and Rag Top | |
We too willing not to feel you | |
May you rest in peace | |
My dedication |