เนื้อเพลง Two Wrongs (feat. Guordan Banks & Pusha T)
Two Wrongs (两个错) - Meek Mill/Guordan Banks/Pusha T They say two wrongs don't make a right
But if its my blood then someone has to die
Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice
Either my life or your life
They say two wrongs don't make a right
But if its my blood then someone has to die
Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice
Either my life or your life
Either my life or your life
Either my life or your life Anybody trying to stop my shine got to get it
I'll admit it
If my life on the line then we 187 whoever I'm with it
I'm talking about murder we did it
And the nerve of you critics
To think something of me and judge me if I shoot and murder these niggas They murdered my dad and converted me menace
So when they come serve me my sentence I bet I won't tell them a word of my business I'll rot in that cell 'til they burn me my ni**a
And it hurt me my ni**a to see my day ones acting thirsty 'Bout b**ches or money I cut off 'bout thirty of my niggas
Had thoughts about murking my niggas
Cause it be the closest of niggas That change on you quick and know most of your business I put this on snupe ya the ghost of my ni**a
I would've rode hearse with you niggas
So its either my life or your life If it don't go right gun to your face so you know right I won't do you dirty get hit with this four twice So pray up and hold tight my ni**a
They say two wrongs don't make a right
But if its my blood then someone has to die
Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice
Either my life or your life
They say two wrongs don't make a right
But if its my blood then someone has to die
Cause in the street life you got to sacrifice
Either my life or your life
Either my life or your life
Either my life or your life
Ya ya ya
Two wrongs you lost me when you crossed me
You put me in the feds arm reach
Call from my home out in palm beach
They'll lay you in the wall of croncrete
My niggas ain't playing games When you telling games that we selling caine We was getting rich we was living good
Robbin' hood that every ghetto b**ch You know that its coming You know that its karma Death before dishonor I am your honor
Nancy Reagan raised a monster
They say that ronny armed the contras
All that sh*t without a conscience
So why would I have a conscience
A generation living guard less could never make it out the darkness
