Savage Lifestyle The Game

На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "Savage Lifestyle" от The Game. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.

[Intro]
Bob, you can pan over a little bit. Look at this right here, this is a suburban type Jeep with a sharp shooter peering outside of the sunroof with an automatic rifle. It appears to be a scene you might see in Operation Desert Storm and we've been seeing this all night

[Verse 1]
It's a trap, it's a trap
Why they ain't tell us red and blue don't matter when you black?
Matter of fact we in blindfolds, bunch of lost souls
Kids shot dead in the streets, now they eyes closed
How you call the angels when it's kings getting beat up?
And Gil Garcetti in his office with his feet up
No way to dodge police brutality
Sellin' crack cocaine, makin' a teacher's salary
Mexicans hoppin' the borders in the thousands
Become cholos, one button Pendletons, they stylin'
Crips on the corner in Dodger blue with they gold chains
Bloods sportin' corn rows and Chucks with the red strings
Sun goin' down so them Chevys 'bout to roll out
Fiends scratchin' themselves, stumblin' out the dope house
Niggas tyin' bandanas, 'bout to put the drum on
Kids tryna make it home 'fore street lights come on

[Bridge]
The way we live is savage
The way we live is savage
The way we live is savage
The way we live is savage