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Poppa Was a Playa - Nas.mp3 - 在线LRC歌词
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[00:00.00] 作词 : Norman Ray Harris/Allan Wayne Felder/Deric Angelettie/Nasir Jones [00:01.00] 作曲 : Norman Ray Harris/Allan Wayne Felder/Deric Angelettie/Nasir Jones [00:04.69]To My niggas who brought me into this world [00:08.77] [00:09.98]Taught us right, nigga [00:11.04] [00:12.27]My old dad imported to the family structure [00:14.76]Provide her God [00:15.42] [00:16.00]My moms a queen at university civaliza [00:17.85] [00:18.37]My pops maybe was late but always came home [00:21.15] [00:21.75]My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on [00:25.03]Soon as he walk in the door she barking [00:27.13]I turned out the Jonny Carson [00:28.99]Jumped out the bed [00:30.10]We grabbed both his legs [00:31.32]Me and my brother [00:32.46]Not knowing the pain he gave my mother [00:34.37]Night after night, fighting yelling at each other [00:36.40] [00:37.26]My papa played the street all day [00:39.43]Mama was either home, at work, while we played inside the hall way [00:43.42]She sacrifices all she got to feed us [00:45.63]When she was alone she cried by the phone pepping out the window heeding [00:49.20] [00:49.76]But still I didn't see it [00:51.44]Mama hid it from us [00:53.04]We was kids younger [00:54.56]Till we got bigger, on to [00:56.20]Bigger things that we knew what the time was [00:58.31] [00:59.20]That daddy was leaving the crib and moms love [01:02.46]Papa was player, player wasn't papa [01:04.62] [01:05.30]Papa loved the ladies [01:06.58]Never got enough of [01:08.08]Pretty brown round [01:08.86] [01:09.47]Running round town (Shhhhh) [01:11.49] [01:12.09]Don't tell your mother what's going down [01:13.89] [01:14.48]Papa was player, player wasn't papa [01:17.02] [01:17.59]Papa loved the ladies [01:19.17]Never got enough of [01:20.77]Pretty brown round [01:21.57] [01:22.11]Running round town (Shhhhh) [01:23.86]Don't tell your mother what's going down [01:26.15] [01:26.85]So many kids I knew, never knew what Pap was [01:29.60]That's why I show my pop love [01:31.26]He was still around when I ****ed up [01:32.87] [01:33.62]He could have left [01:34.71]My moms pregnant shock to death but stayed [01:36.38]Watch me crawl till I took my first step, to the first grade [01:39.24]To my first fist fight [01:40.48]Right behind me he would stand [01:42.23]No matter how big or tall he made me fight you like a man [01:45.43]Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop your ass and slam [01:48.70]He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by shorty's fam [01:51.66]Roaches and shit all over my crib, him and moms relaxing [01:54.65] [01:55.26]Next thing you know he packing [01:56.88] [01:57.73]So then I asked him [01:59.03]What's this white shit on that plate and your facing? [02:01.11]Papa why you butt ass from the waist [02:02.90]And who's this lady I'm facing [02:04.29]Dark skin you're not my mommy [02:05.74]He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me [02:08.53]Promise things that he would buy me [02:10.24]If I kept my mouth close and don't tell mommy [02:12.72]He said one day I'll understand little me [02:14.76]Was in you to side me [02:16.55]Papa was player, player wasn't papa [02:19.33] [02:19.97]Papa loved the ladies [02:21.31]Never got enough of [02:22.91]Pretty brown round [02:24.17]Running round town (Shhhhh) [02:26.14] [02:26.67]Don't tell your mother what's going down [02:28.32] [02:29.49]Papa was player, player wasn't papa [02:31.46] [02:32.34]Papa loved the ladies [02:33.66]Never got enough of [02:35.18]Pretty brown round [02:37.04]Running round town (Shhhhh) [02:39.15]Don't tell your mother what's going down [02:40.86] [02:41.85]Pop's told me hold my own [02:43.79]Pop's told me value home [02:45.15]Could I help it papa was a rolling stone [02:47.24]Who loved the pretty brown round [02:48.63]Out of town bound [02:49.66]Jumping in his jazz Benz he touring [02:51.46]At home I play his latest recordings [02:53.65]And it's strange now how, I do my thing now [02:56.38]I'm in the game now [02:57.49]And heard of it his brain pow [02:58.98]To pull strings and gain power [03:00.29]From shit habits are same no [03:01.68]No white lines to trumpets to tight rhymes [03:03.38]And beats that be pumping [03:04.82]Before he left he taught me something [03:06.48]A child's young years the most important time to be there [03:09.43]That's why he stayed till we grew up, respect is still here [03:12.48]I'm older now see what having a father's about [03:14.55] [03:15.16]One day they can be in your life next day they be out [03:18.63]It's not because of you, you know the deal [03:20.82]Him and your moms feel [03:21.98]If they stay together then someone will get killed [03:24.71]I love you still [03:25.71]Always will [03:26.51]Cause that's my nigga [03:27.42] [03:27.94]Although you felt you was wrong [03:29.57]I still feel you kid [03:30.99]Life gose on [03:31.74]
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作词 : Norman Ray Harris/Allan Wayne Felder/Deric Angelettie/Nasir Jones 作曲 : Norman Ray Harris/Allan Wayne Felder/Deric Angelettie/Nasir Jones To My niggas who brought me into this world Taught us right, nigga My old dad imported to the family structure Provide her God My moms a queen at university civaliza My pops maybe was late but always came home My moms would put us to bed and she would wait on Soon as he walk in the door she barking I turned out the Jonny Carson Jumped out the bed We grabbed both his legs Me and my brother Not knowing the pain he gave my mother Night after night, fighting yelling at each other My papa played the street all day Mama was either home, at work, while we played inside the hall way She sacrifices all she got to feed us When she was alone she cried by the phone pepping out the window heeding But still I didn't see it Mama hid it from us We was kids younger Till we got bigger, on to Bigger things that we knew what the time was That daddy was leaving the crib and moms love Papa was player, player wasn't papa Papa loved the ladies Never got enough of Pretty brown round Running round town (Shhhhh) Don't tell your mother what's going down Papa was player, player wasn't papa Papa loved the ladies Never got enough of Pretty brown round Running round town (Shhhhh) Don't tell your mother what's going down So many kids I knew, never knew what Pap was That's why I show my pop love He was still around when I ****ed up He could have left My moms pregnant shock to death but stayed Watch me crawl till I took my first step, to the first grade To my first fist fight Right behind me he would stand No matter how big or tall he made me fight you like a man Throw dirt in your eye, swing my right scoop your ass and slam He watched me so I wouldn't get jumped by shorty's fam Roaches and shit all over my crib, him and moms relaxing Next thing you know he packing So then I asked him What's this white shit on that plate and your facing? Papa why you butt ass from the waist And who's this lady I'm facing Dark skin you're not my mommy He grabbed me up to run some smooth words by me Promise things that he would buy me If I kept my mouth close and don't tell mommy He said one day I'll understand little me Was in you to side me Papa was player, player wasn't papa Papa loved the ladies Never got enough of Pretty brown round Running round town (Shhhhh) Don't tell your mother what's going down Papa was player, player wasn't papa Papa loved the ladies Never got enough of Pretty brown round Running round town (Shhhhh) Don't tell your mother what's going down Pop's told me hold my own Pop's told me value home Could I help it papa was a rolling stone Who loved the pretty brown round Out of town bound Jumping in his jazz Benz he touring At home I play his latest recordings And it's strange now how, I do my thing now I'm in the game now And heard of it his brain pow To pull strings and gain power From shit habits are same no No white lines to trumpets to tight rhymes And beats that be pumping Before he left he taught me something A child's young years the most important time to be there That's why he stayed till we grew up, respect is still here I'm older now see what having a father's about One day they can be in your life next day they be out It's not because of you, you know the deal Him and your moms feel If they stay together then someone will get killed I love you still Always will Cause that's my nigga Although you felt you was wrong I still feel you kid Life gose on
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