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bizzle - leave this place كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
z like bona fide, boy

[verse 1: bizzle]
uh
mother’s cryin’ from bullets flyin’ and bodies droppin’ (droppin’)
a snitcher dies, so callin’ for help? not an option (option)
then choppin’, kickin’, that k’ll get to karate choppin’ (bow)
like it’s a martial artist outside of your mom’s apartment
so what you do if you can’t call the cops but ain’t a gangster?
you either take it or you spray the banger
and that ain’t real to me, that’s fake, dawg
what kind of choice is that for us to have to make, dawg?
can’t even work in my own bidness, you get banged, dawg
it’s twenty of ’em and they strapped, run a scr_p and get scr_ped, dawg
you just hate the feds ’cause they gang_pickin’
you say that they racist, but you hate (for real), real talk
[chorus: musiq soulchild]
they could say whatever to you, but i gotta keep it one hundred (yeah)
we keep it one hundred (yeah, uh)
’cause i could say a lot of things (yeah) that could even keep you one hundred
they could judge, keep it one hundred, yeah, yeah, yeah
but if i had a million dollars, then i promise i would leave this place
i would leave this place, yeah
if you had it in the bank (yeah), would you leave this place?
leave this place, leave this place

[verse 2: bizzle]
uh
the ‘hood may not be what we made it, but it’s what we keep
the white man don’t even come ’round here
and i ain’t tryin’ to downplay what was done ’round here
but look around, dawg, all i see is us ’round here
some make it out, we call ’em fake ’cause they don’t drop by the wave
but if he do, the hater in you just gon’ plot on his chain
it’s like we hate to see each other winnin’ unless we winnin’ too
you want what winners want but you not willin’ to do what winners do
k!llin’ over tennis shoes, screamin’ out “black lives matter”
and i bet they do ’til they rockin’ red or blue
at times i love the ‘hood, at times i hate it here, they murder sheep
you gotta be a wolf just to make it here

[chorus: musiq soulchild]
they could say whatever to you, but i gotta keep it one hundred (yeah)
we keep it one hundred (yeah, uh)
’cause i could say a lot of things (yeah) that could even keep you one hundred
they could judge, keep it one hundred, yeah, yeah, yeah
but if i had a million dollars, then i promise i would leave this place
i would leave this place, yeah
if you had it in the bank (yeah), would you leave this place?
leave this place, leave this place
[verse 3: bizzle]
i remember sittin’ up in class when they hit us
me and two other cats were chattin’ ’bout which ‘hood was sicker
that chattin’ turned to braggin’, next we was all debatin’
and you can picture all the foolish things that we was sayin’
“my ‘hood drippin’ blood”, “my ‘hood gds in folks”
“my ‘hood, they k!ll you quicker”, “my ‘hood, they k!ll the most”
“my ‘hood, they swingin’ dope”, “my ‘hood, they squeezin’ toast”
‘my ‘hood, they drive by”, “my ‘hood, they squeeze in close”
“we had to murder capital, but y’all ain’t been in years”
“my ‘hood the kids k!llin'”, “my ‘hood, they k!llin’ kids”
fightin’ over last place, how we came up
braggin’ ’bout the same stuff we should have been ashamed of

[outro: musiq soulchild]
ooh_ooh
ooh_ooh
they could say whatever to you, but i gotta keep it one hundred
we keep it one hundred wit’ you
’cause i could say a lot of things that could picture you one hundred, picture you one hundred, yeah
but if i had a million dollars, then i promise i would leave this place
i would leave this place, yeah
if you had it in the bank, would you leave this place?
leave this place, leave this place

- bizzle

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