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Песня: Trife Life
[Intro: Havoc & Prodigy]
Check it out now!
Word up, son, shit is ill, kid!
Knamsayin'?
Bein' that we livin' the mothafuckin' trife life!
Still have another day, right?
It's only right!
Let me put you on to what happened, son, you ain't gonna believe this shit.
Kick that shit!

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
It's just another day, drownin' my troubles wit' a forty,
That's when I got a call from this brown skin shorty,
She asked me where's my crew at, said we could do whatever,
She got a crew too and said that we should get together.
I said, "Aight, just call me back in a hour
So I can take a shower and gather up the manpower"
Then I hung up the horn
And I thought to myself that it might be on.
'Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone to call me in years. (Why?)
Ever since I left the ho lonely in tears,
Ain't no telling what her friends puttin' up in her ears,
Ideas of settin' me up I'm not tryna hear.
(Check it out, son) So we take the gats for precautions,
Plus, this trick live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin,
She might got a whole battalion of Bucktowners
Waitin' for us to get up off the train and surround us,
Or maybe, I'm blowin' this shit outta proportion,
But this shit do happen to niggas very often,
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do what he meant to,
My crew got my back, 'Fuck the world' is my mental.
We put together five soldiers,
The bitch called, my blood curdled,
Told me to meet her on Myrtle,
Got to the plaza, we're waitin' for the G train,
We put a plan together, just in case the beef came.
Now we Bed-Stuy bound
Far from home and on unknown ground,
But together we six deep, with five heats, nothing sweet,
First nigga frontin' getting lifted off his fuckin' feet.
It took eternity to reached our destination,
My heartbeat is racin' like a cardiac patient,
We finally got to Myrtle, outside the train station,
I saw not a soul, told my peoples to be patient,
But hold up, that's when a black caravan rolled up,
My legs didn't froze up, I grabbed my pound,
Told my man, "Eyes open 'cause it might go down!"
Said he don't like the way the shit is startin' to sound.
Every angle of the car was smoked out and tinted
So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it,
It might have been TNT, I wasn't tryna wait and see,
We jetted through Marcy 'cause D's ain't baggin' me,
Word, son, they got us on the run, dunn, see, yo!

[Hook:]
Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo!
Trife life got me thinkin' like an animal.
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo!
What can kill you is what you don't know.

[Verse 2: Havoc]
Okay, check it, you're on your way to your girl's crib
But the bitch live in the 'Bridge,
You ain't really sweatin' it
'Cause little do you know, the niggas in the 'Bridge be settin' it.
You thought you was safe
And tried to walk the back streets without heat,
On the 41st Side of 12th Street,
The side where niggas don't give a fuck
The side where if you come through frontin',
Kid, you gettin' bucked.
On your way, to apartment 3A
With a phat herringbone, let him slide, no days,
Son get the heat, 'cause I'm about to stick him.
(Fuck that shit, yo, if that nigga front, yo, hit him)
Aight, bet, so just hold it down
While I cock back the long three pound,
You're upstairs bonin', not knowing that I'm schemin',
Just the right time, kid, it's twelve in the evening,
You're leavin' out the building as you kiss your girl goodbye,
Thought you was safe and got caught by surprised.
"What's goin' on?" as I reply:
"Shut the fuck up and don't make this to another homicide!"
He tried to play tough so I put one in his brain,
Even though I took his life, all I wanted was his chain,
Come through truck without heat, how you figure?
When you in the projects, keep your fingers on the trigger.
But fuck that, we juxin',
If you got what we like, it gets tooken,
Put you on your back, send you on your way, yo, good looking,
Now we catchin' a cab to Halsey & Lewis in Brooklyn,
Gettin' tore up from the floor up, hit the dress store up,
Got the 80 auto in case a nigga wanna roll up,
Get your mothafuckin' shit swoll up,
Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends,
Makin' G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies,
Sippin' Hennessy, with my mind on some crime shit,
One-time searchin' me but never ever find shit,
It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze,
Though my goal is to leave outta state, push ki's,
But all this bullshit holdin' me down, I can't leave,
Fuck a 9-to-5, I get the loot with ease,
Don't even need a degree to earn a six-digit figure,
I get mines slingin' on the corner with my niggas,
Pullin' the trigger when the drama appears
'Cause a nigga worse enemy is fear,
So, yo...

[Hook:]
Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo!
Trife life got me thinkin' like an animal.
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo!
What can kill you is what you don't know.

Перевод песни:
Остервенелая жизнь

[Вступление: Havoc и Prodigy]
Зацени-ка!
Отвечаю, сынок, здравая тема.
Втыкаешь, о чём я?
Мы, короче, живём остервенелой жизнью, ё**а!
Ещё один день пережили, так?
Всё так!
Сейчас я тебе раскидаю, что там было, сынок, вообще не поверишь...... [открыть перевод]

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