, I don't ask for much All I want darling is a little trust I found you, you wanted me too I found you, you wanted me too I need somebody trust me Yes
Übersetzung: LA Guns. I Found You.
You could be a fuckin accountant, not a dope dealer youknowhatI'msayin? (Go to school nigga, go to school) Fuck around and, you pimpin out here You could be a
you mind i am on the phone here. Alright. i've got a life to you know and i would appreciate it if i could get through one conversation without hearing
I looked at the black one and called him a traitor I don't give a fuck if you got a beta Just take my fuckin picture so I can go downtown and bitch and
Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake I can't live on bread
I've found a star, (what's deal god, I heard you got some) I've found a star, (bad news about Killah Priest, ya know) I've found a star, (out here, right
eyes, I can't see) It's called the 6 million dollar man (I can't see) He has the speed of a cheetah The site (I can't see) of a falcon (my arms) Strength
crew you catch hot ones I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses While you niggas at the crib tryna' find
children And unleashed dreams comin through each building If you sleep, you better wake up as you see Mega more mature, I'm on a record wit Nature Mind
Proof, Blade A burial crusade Venereal, flu, A.I.D.S. I'm sick I'm too paid I'm rich I will flower a chicken like a bouchet I'm sentimental End up with
, I'm just a representative of my relative, Guns up hoes down, Easily put you where you can't be found, Cause I'm a rider, plus a provider who don't take
Bodie up now she heated got me heated up I can find I really wanna beat it up So her how I hit the bottle and spend it up You don't gotta worry bout
with a mic, I brrrrrrrrrrrr, tuck it in The noise keep the helicopter hoverin Your boys is dead weight when I muscle in I need a +Hot Girl+, a +Ryde or Die+ chick Mainly a
Actin' like you concerned, about me? (What?) You get dropped G, movin with your paparazzi (nigga) You takin' chances like you playin yahtzee You could
that Chase you wit a pink axe, bullets, you get gift wrapped Mud crew over the house, hot moistures Found a black wallet in a bucket of blue oysters I
I mean, then will I be black enough Oh wait maybe I'll jack a truck Full of cigarettes, guns & drugs & stuff [CHORUS - (2x)] Get that I wish I would
I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I'll see you there