Текст песни Family Tree (Bone Thugs-N-Harmony) с переводом

Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family

My family, this is my family this is my family my family

Lord help me make up my mind

Which way do I turn when there’s so much stress

Surroundin' me daily? This world’s so cruel and shady

And I really do miss my baby, Baby Boi, oh boy

Me and yo' bigger brother we keeps it realer

You’ll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya

Picture the day when I get my callin' but until then

I guess I’m stuck

Little T, know I miss him much, when I get to heaven Baby Boi, What’s up?

We can ride and roll, I know

Without these Po-Po trailin', bailin'

All the way to heaven betcha that’s a promise

Comin' with tha bombs (bombs)

Niggas can’t test us, creep defeat is all ya meet

Rollin with tha niggas that pack the heat

And a sack of weed, straight out of control

Testin souls, hoes, niggeroes, playa haters

And tha po-po as well, Nigga need Mail, everybody need mail, and we livin' in

hell

Nigga really can’t tell, So I, Prepare for the worst and I hope for the best

And the rest as written, some wanna treat me

Like I’m forbidden, but I’m just lookin' for the shit that’s hidden

Could I be? Come a little bit closer

Why you cautious when you approach us?

Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers?

Mo' Thug Records finna take shit over

Under my halo pray mo' say Mo' Thug wit love

To tha depth that tha game goes

Die all you hoes, foes, and you po-pos

Nigga better roll or get rolled over

We shuttin' shit down, and you

Know a nigga love to get buck wild

Pow come fuck wit me now

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Thuggin, love sick, my hood is in drug prison

The end, is my mission, we heatin shit, why vision?

Been crooked, red handed sin is beginnin of my endin

I went in my benz, but, Why is my mind spinnin?

And then I’ll say hey, fuck it

My family ain’t livin' for nothin'

But strugglin was one of the reasons I’m thuggin

And steady stayed hustlin, where was my lovin?

Somebody tell me somethin, good for nothin

If I give you, what’ll you touch?

Will you fuck it all up for the love of lust?

Hoes, I love you so, but unlike my friend you’re just my foe

Peace till the end of the road, that’s where I’ll go

But no, nigga don’t lose your soul

But it’s so cold, Trust in mine, alright then we can roll.

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Was ya, too young, mama, and daddy, when ya

Lay down and had some eggs?

I remember y’all breakin' up

And shippin us off back to the land, damn

What went wrong? Was it me? But I ain’t mad at’cha

Cause outta all that shit I got two sista’s and a brother

And I learned to harmony

On the streets, of tha Clair, that’s where

I’m from y’all, on the streets of tha Clair

That’s where I met Bone Thugs y’all

Aw shit, time to be a man

Gotta get out tha house cause I can’t stand mommy’s man

He talks with his hands

Come come creep on tha streets with me

That’s where I learned how to sell drugs

It’s where I learned how to pump slugs

It’s necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine

So I creep and I grind

Kill a nigga, sleep

Give it up or your dyin

And I know that shit was wrong but

Don’t blame me, blame tha thugsta in me

Cause that’s where that shit comes from

Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors

Rest in peace to the gang that collide with us

We survivors, that's why we be.

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family

This is my family, this is my family, my family.

Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy

Don’t fuck around and get zipped in a body bag

Off in the grave and yo brains’ll be hangin'

Damaged bodies dragged offff

Everyday we see mo' niggas hatin', fakin'

Playa hation, it’s getting contagious

Why do these niggas think they can break us?

When I grab my pump y’all niggas

Better try to grab what’s left of your chest

Niggas be talkin' and then they get caught up in shit, now meet them faces of

death

We let’em keep talkin' man they dogged us man it’s all the same

But what do we gain by givin' you niggas fame?

So we let the record show

Tha 44 mag’ll tag em

Stack up them niggas who try to compete with the platinum

Harmony, callin me, follow me down to me corner

Slip up and ya gonna get blasted

What do you wanna test me for? Jealousy, nigga drop

Nigga we betcha plottin, that’s why them triggaz be cocked, every time!

Shoot em, 99 times out of 100 we gon' hit somebody

Somebody gonna take a strippin, yeah!

Y’all niggas get carried off wit them bodies, mo mightiest

You’ll find us, smokin' that grass

Nigga pass tha pump, hey RIP, they takin a loss and wakin up in that coffin

Oh we gettin at all of these playa hatas man, but when we come they run

But we’re gonna catch’em and one day God forgive me

I don’t know what got inna me, but pin me nigga, they’ll all fall down

Way down face down, ain’t got nothin but love

Still niggas wanna test my nuts

Sayin' nigga you know that

You know we didn’t know that, that

(Said nigga you know that)

Them thugsta niggas stay strapped! (Strapped!)

(I figured you’d know that that)

Won’t hesitate to bust back! (Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!)

(You niggas should know that that

My niggas we know that)

It’s nineteen-ninety

It’s almost nineteen-ninety

It’s almost 1999, tee-nine, tee-nine nine nine nine! (Gunshot)