Lirik Lagu White Trash - Lordz Of Brooklyn
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[Verse One: performed by ADMoney]Listen up here's a tale about a white kidThat had to make some cashDropped out of school ain't never went to classSold a little grass, robbed a couple carsHad a name around the neighborhood for fightin' in the barsHad a chip on his shoulderHe's a chip off the blockWhen he drinks, he drinks aloneGrabbed the whiskey took a swigHeard the fiddle didn't jigCause he's watchin' everybody round him blowin' up gettin' bigSo he picks out a ride, slim jims the doorNow he's runnin' red lights and beatin' stop signsCops are on his ass and he's runnin' out of timeSo he hits the chop shop, makes drop, cause he's sick of bein' poorHe's white trash and he's knockin' on your door
[Pre Chorus]Somebody's knockin' at my door, somebody's ringin' my bell
[Chorus]I'm white trash and I'm knockin' on your doorWhite Trash and I'm knockin' on your doorWhite Trash and I'm knockin' on your doorI know you hear me knockin' so what you hidin' for
[Verse Two: performed by ADMoney]He ain't never joined the, he ain't no altar boyHe's an angel with a dirty face like Pretty Boy FloydHe's the kind a kid sittin' in the park if you wanna cop a lidAnd if he got popped he wouldn't rat he do the bidCause he's tuff like rugby down right uglyIf you owe him money you'll be black and blue and bloodyFrom his tenement slum right down to the gutterHe might run a number, sell some iron to the brothersCause the cops beat him down and it doesn't make the newsBut to him that's payin' dues when you're walkin' in his shoes
[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: performed by ADMoney]It's just another night in the old gin millHe got a pocket of old dirty dollar billsHe buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it downThey're gettin' stared at by some off duty cops sittin' downSo what you lookin' at you wanna catch a smackHe finishes his beer and his boys take his backAnd they mix it up, they're brawlin' on the groundThe cop pulls his pistol and fires off a roundYo he should of got a job, should of went to classNow he's layin' all alone, still poor white trash
[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Pre Chorus]Somebody's knockin' at my door, somebody's ringin' my bell
[Chorus]I'm white trash and I'm knockin' on your doorWhite Trash and I'm knockin' on your doorWhite Trash and I'm knockin' on your doorI know you hear me knockin' so what you hidin' for
[Verse Two: performed by ADMoney]He ain't never joined the, he ain't no altar boyHe's an angel with a dirty face like Pretty Boy FloydHe's the kind a kid sittin' in the park if you wanna cop a lidAnd if he got popped he wouldn't rat he do the bidCause he's tuff like rugby down right uglyIf you owe him money you'll be black and blue and bloodyFrom his tenement slum right down to the gutterHe might run a number, sell some iron to the brothersCause the cops beat him down and it doesn't make the newsBut to him that's payin' dues when you're walkin' in his shoes
[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: performed by ADMoney]It's just another night in the old gin millHe got a pocket of old dirty dollar billsHe buys his boys a round, they toast it up, they shoot it downThey're gettin' stared at by some off duty cops sittin' downSo what you lookin' at you wanna catch a smackHe finishes his beer and his boys take his backAnd they mix it up, they're brawlin' on the groundThe cop pulls his pistol and fires off a roundYo he should of got a job, should of went to classNow he's layin' all alone, still poor white trash
[Pre Chorus]
[Chorus]
