Текст песни: Mac Dre - The Pain
I came to bring the pain
Pain nigga (uh)
This don`t feel like pain to me (no pain, no gain)
No Pain (hit em` with the heaters)
[Verse 1]
Potna I`m vicious, you better check my statistics
Pimp the blood out of bitches, and boy I off a witness
Coughin` on the cat piss with some gats under the matress
Two fat double actions that chop like axes
Nigga I tear patches, bring the heat like matches
Pigs tryin` to snatch us but they can`t catch us
Cause homie with chip, is too quick for Crown Vic
Plus I gotta give em` the slip cause I`m a ex-convict
One more strike I`m out, fuck what they talkin` bout
I`m hyphin` out, ain`t no strikin` out
I`m a home run hitta, get a, bitch to do my dirt
Nigga the game bring pain, that`s why I hurt
[Chorus - 2X]
Feelin` the pain
Feelin` the pain
Feelin` the pain
(Once more)
[Verse 2]
I got some cuddies on Kemper, with some bad ass tempers
Just layin` dead to make a muthafucka wimper
In the winter rock some G-focs and peacoats, with the dope
Tryin` to push more flake than ski slopes
Pocket full of c-notes, tryin` to live life lav
But in this game sometimes you have to live like sav
It`s a bumpy road, so I`m always in a grumpy mode
Drunk at the club, hella buzzed, nigga bumping hoes
Who knows I might bump a Bonnie like Clyde got
Run up with somethin` in the bitch, why not
I`m hot, disgusted, tired of being busted
I`m tellin` you somebody finna get hit with the musket
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 3]
I`ma do what I gotta do to get it up out of you
Fuck robbin` one, fool a rob a crew
We call it eattin` when we catch a fool leakin`
Straight face take his shit, nigga no sneakin`
We can get a knot out a spot, hop coast
Murder, get further, to a spot that`s not close
Get cheese like nachos, go bother some notch hoes
Always keepin` the hascos strapped like Roscoes
P. Coldtrain, we feed cocaine
To the dope fiends, who need dope mayne
Knock, knock who is it
My lil` nigga with the smidgets
Tryin` to stack some digits
Nigga can you dig it?
[Chorus - 2X]
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I came to bring the pain
Pain nigga (uh)
This don`t feel like pain to me (no pain, no gain)
No Pain (hit em` with the heaters)
[Verse 1]
Potna I`m vicious, you better check my statistics
Pimp the blood out of bitches, and boy I off a witness
Coughin` on the cat piss with some gats under the matress
Two fat double actions that chop like axes
Nigga I tear patches, bring the heat like matches
Pigs tryin` to snatch us but they can`t catch us
Cause homie with chip, is too quick for Crown Vic
Plus I gotta give em` the slip cause I`m a ex-convict
One more strike I`m out, fuck what they talkin` bout
I`m hyphin` out, ain`t no strikin` out
I`m a home run hitta, get a, bitch to do my dirt
Nigga the game bring pain, that`s why I hurt
[Chorus - 2X]
Feelin` the pain
Feelin` the pain
Feelin` the pain
(Once more)
[Verse 2]
I got some cuddies on Kemper, with some bad ass tempers
Just layin` dead to make a muthafucka wimper
In the winter rock some G-focs and peacoats, with the dope
Tryin` to push more flake than ski slopes
Pocket full of c-notes, tryin` to live life lav
But in this game sometimes you have to live like sav
It`s a bumpy road, so I`m always in a grumpy mode
Drunk at the club, hella buzzed, nigga bumping hoes
Who knows I might bump a Bonnie like Clyde got
Run up with somethin` in the bitch, why not
I`m hot, disgusted, tired of being busted
I`m tellin` you somebody finna get hit with the musket
[Chorus - 2X]
[Verse 3]
I`ma do what I gotta do to get it up out of you
Fuck robbin` one, fool a rob a crew
We call it eattin` when we catch a fool leakin`
Straight face take his shit, nigga no sneakin`
We can get a knot out a spot, hop coast
Murder, get further, to a spot that`s not close
Get cheese like nachos, go bother some notch hoes
Always keepin` the hascos strapped like Roscoes
P. Coldtrain, we feed cocaine
To the dope fiends, who need dope mayne
Knock, knock who is it
My lil` nigga with the smidgets
Tryin` to stack some digits
Nigga can you dig it?
[Chorus - 2X]
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