Shattered Dreams 歌词
| 歌曲 | Shattered Dreams |
| 歌手 | UGK |
| 专辑 | Underground Kingz |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Uhh, dedicated to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout? | |
| Mutha*************as told me | |
| I wasn't gon' be *************t | |
| Told me I was gon' be able to do this rap *************t | |
| Knahmtalkinbout? | |
| My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin? | |
| You can't let no ************* shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| Man, I refuse to let these ******* take away my pride | |
| Them hoes can lock my body up but they can't lock my mind | |
| See I'm a young street flame, | |
| I got them fire eyes | |
| I mean that | |
| Eyes of Fire, the | |
| Tiger, the | |
| Black Pride | |
| I call some women ******* and | |
| I call some women whores | |
| A ************* a dirty boar, a hoe open up the ************* store | |
| Now what's the difference between the two? | |
| Man, I just told you that | |
| But that don't mean that every woman | |
| I know is down with that | |
| If you a ************* and wanna switch, it ain't too late to change | |
| It's all about how you carry yo'self and how you handle thangs | |
| Some say that hoes and pimps is born, | |
| I don't believe that *************t' | |
| Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain't too late to quit | |
| Just 'cause you sold your body don't mean you a hoe for life | |
| I got to speak it right for all the ones that paid the price | |
| But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the life | |
| But baby, if you ain't in it, you still can do it right | |
| You can't let no ************* shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh ho | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| To all the babies havin' babies on ya' own | |
| I know you feelin' ****** up and feelin' all alone | |
| I know ya people tellin' you, "Ya ****** up your life" | |
| Ya only ****** up if you lay down and don't continue to fight | |
| And to the young ************* out there tryna sell ****** | |
| I know your family ****** up and it's your last rope | |
| In your heart, | |
| I know ya cold with this rhyme *************t | |
| But ain't nuttin' hap'nin' but this 20’s and this dime *************t | |
| And you the daddy with lil' mama that's 'bout to have the baby | |
| You wanna own ya team but *************z tellin' you ya crazy | |
| What you thankin'? | |
| You too young to have a family | |
| But all the moves ya makin', look like you a man to me | |
| When you get caught up, man, them *************z ain't gon' ride witchu | |
| But get down with that girl and she gon' keep it live witchu | |
| But she gon' help ya put your money up and save somethin'' | |
| Cause right now ya run it, th'ew it back and you ain't made nuttin' | |
| It's time to change sumthin' | |
| You can't let no ************* shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh oh | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| If you a ballplayer, man, go 'head and play ball | |
| Don't let nobody steal your dream if you ain't came to fall | |
| I know they say, "It ain't enough room in the NBA" | |
| You tell them haters save that bull*************t for another day | |
| If you a sanger, lil' mama, go 'head and sang ya song | |
| Them hoes say, "You ain't gon' make it", the funky ************* is wrong | |
| You ain't got to get butt-naked on stage in a thong | |
| Just sang your records to show the people you got it goin' on | |
| I see a whole lotta mother*******s come and go | |
| I know young *************s sold they soul for the dirty dough | |
| They want a rapper, | |
| I understand, go 'head and chase ya dream | |
| But chase to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend | |
| Some people gay, what can | |
| I say? The only judge is | |
| GodBut don't be shame and try to hide 'cause then you livin' fraud' | |
| Cause everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light | |
| So do yo' thang, 'cause can't no man tell you what's wrong or right | |
| Right, right, right, right | |
| So do yo' thang, 'cause can't no man tell you what's wrong or right |
| Uhh, dedicated to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout? | |
| Mutha as told me | |
| I wasn' t gon' be t | |
| Told me I was gon' be able to do this rap t | |
| Knahmtalkinbout? | |
| My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin? | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| Man, I refuse to let these take away my pride | |
| Them hoes can lock my body up but they can' t lock my mind | |
| See I' m a young street flame, | |
| I got them fire eyes | |
| I mean that | |
| Eyes of Fire, the | |
| Tiger, the | |
| Black Pride | |
| I call some women and | |
| I call some women whores | |
| A a dirty boar, a hoe open up the store | |
| Now what' s the difference between the two? | |
| Man, I just told you that | |
| But that don' t mean that every woman | |
| I know is down with that | |
| If you a and wanna switch, it ain' t too late to change | |
| It' s all about how you carry yo' self and how you handle thangs | |
| Some say that hoes and pimps is born, | |
| I don' t believe that t' | |
| Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain' t too late to quit | |
| Just ' cause you sold your body don' t mean you a hoe for life | |
| I got to speak it right for all the ones that paid the price | |
| But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the life | |
| But baby, if you ain' t in it, you still can do it right | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh ho | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| To all the babies havin' babies on ya' own | |
| I know you feelin' up and feelin' all alone | |
| I know ya people tellin' you, " Ya up your life" | |
| Ya only up if you lay down and don' t continue to fight | |
| And to the young out there tryna sell | |
| I know your family up and it' s your last rope | |
| In your heart, | |
| I know ya cold with this rhyme t | |
| But ain' t nuttin' hap' nin' but this 20' s and this dime t | |
| And you the daddy with lil' mama that' s ' bout to have the baby | |
| You wanna own ya team but z tellin' you ya crazy | |
| What you thankin'? | |
| You too young to have a family | |
| But all the moves ya makin', look like you a man to me | |
| When you get caught up, man, them z ain' t gon' ride witchu | |
| But get down with that girl and she gon' keep it live witchu | |
| But she gon' help ya put your money up and save somethin'' | |
| Cause right now ya run it, th' ew it back and you ain' t made nuttin' | |
| It' s time to change sumthin' | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh oh | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| If you a ballplayer, man, go ' head and play ball | |
| Don' t let nobody steal your dream if you ain' t came to fall | |
| I know they say, " It ain' t enough room in the NBA" | |
| You tell them haters save that bull t for another day | |
| If you a sanger, lil' mama, go ' head and sang ya song | |
| Them hoes say, " You ain' t gon' make it", the funky is wrong | |
| You ain' t got to get buttnaked on stage in a thong | |
| Just sang your records to show the people you got it goin' on | |
| I see a whole lotta mother s come and go | |
| I know young s sold they soul for the dirty dough | |
| They want a rapper, | |
| I understand, go ' head and chase ya dream | |
| But chase to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend | |
| Some people gay, what can | |
| I say? The only judge is | |
| GodBut don' t be shame and try to hide ' cause then you livin' fraud' | |
| Cause everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light | |
| So do yo' thang, ' cause can' t no man tell you what' s wrong or right | |
| Right, right, right, right | |
| So do yo' thang, ' cause can' t no man tell you what' s wrong or right |
| Uhh, dedicated to all the underdogs, knahmtalkinbout? | |
| Mutha as told me | |
| I wasn' t gon' be t | |
| Told me I was gon' be able to do this rap t | |
| Knahmtalkinbout? | |
| My own family talked down on me, knahmsayin? | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| Man, I refuse to let these take away my pride | |
| Them hoes can lock my body up but they can' t lock my mind | |
| See I' m a young street flame, | |
| I got them fire eyes | |
| I mean that | |
| Eyes of Fire, the | |
| Tiger, the | |
| Black Pride | |
| I call some women and | |
| I call some women whores | |
| A a dirty boar, a hoe open up the store | |
| Now what' s the difference between the two? | |
| Man, I just told you that | |
| But that don' t mean that every woman | |
| I know is down with that | |
| If you a and wanna switch, it ain' t too late to change | |
| It' s all about how you carry yo' self and how you handle thangs | |
| Some say that hoes and pimps is born, | |
| I don' t believe that t' | |
| Cause anytime you wanna stop, it ain' t too late to quit | |
| Just ' cause you sold your body don' t mean you a hoe for life | |
| I got to speak it right for all the ones that paid the price | |
| But if ya in it to win it, go head and live the life | |
| But baby, if you ain' t in it, you still can do it right | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh ho | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| To all the babies havin' babies on ya' own | |
| I know you feelin' up and feelin' all alone | |
| I know ya people tellin' you, " Ya up your life" | |
| Ya only up if you lay down and don' t continue to fight | |
| And to the young out there tryna sell | |
| I know your family up and it' s your last rope | |
| In your heart, | |
| I know ya cold with this rhyme t | |
| But ain' t nuttin' hap' nin' but this 20' s and this dime t | |
| And you the daddy with lil' mama that' s ' bout to have the baby | |
| You wanna own ya team but z tellin' you ya crazy | |
| What you thankin'? | |
| You too young to have a family | |
| But all the moves ya makin', look like you a man to me | |
| When you get caught up, man, them z ain' t gon' ride witchu | |
| But get down with that girl and she gon' keep it live witchu | |
| But she gon' help ya put your money up and save somethin'' | |
| Cause right now ya run it, th' ew it back and you ain' t made nuttin' | |
| It' s time to change sumthin' | |
| You can' t let no shatter yo' dreams | |
| It might not be all bad as it first seems | |
| You might not have all the things you need, yeah | |
| But all you got to do is believe | |
| I got to get my money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money, oh oh | |
| You got to get yo' money, yeah | |
| I got to get my money | |
| If you a ballplayer, man, go ' head and play ball | |
| Don' t let nobody steal your dream if you ain' t came to fall | |
| I know they say, " It ain' t enough room in the NBA" | |
| You tell them haters save that bull t for another day | |
| If you a sanger, lil' mama, go ' head and sang ya song | |
| Them hoes say, " You ain' t gon' make it", the funky is wrong | |
| You ain' t got to get buttnaked on stage in a thong | |
| Just sang your records to show the people you got it goin' on | |
| I see a whole lotta mother s come and go | |
| I know young s sold they soul for the dirty dough | |
| They want a rapper, | |
| I understand, go ' head and chase ya dream | |
| But chase to hog it up, the lawyer end up like a fiend | |
| Some people gay, what can | |
| I say? The only judge is | |
| GodBut don' t be shame and try to hide ' cause then you livin' fraud' | |
| Cause everythang done in the dark, gon' come to the light | |
| So do yo' thang, ' cause can' t no man tell you what' s wrong or right | |
| Right, right, right, right | |
| So do yo' thang, ' cause can' t no man tell you what' s wrong or right |
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