Übersetzung: State Shirt. Time To Go.
bile on a track but you better believe it Webby half robot call me General Grievous Tryina be a millionaire, steppin' to Regis Killin' competitors I'll leave ya skeleton deep six Go
the gun and the 16 spun out He floored past 90 on the BQE I threw up all on his door, splashed his Gucci seats I couldn't speak, I'm in a state of shock
Let's go... [Ghostface Killah:] Nobody move, nobody get hurt This is a stick up, I want y'all to lift y'all skirts I mean shirts, take ya hoodies off
Shawn Wigs) [Intro: Ghostface Killah] Holy Jesus, I gotta drop all these toys off Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus, bring me my robe & my slippers I gotta go! [
s perfect, My left pinkey finger rolling like George Gervin, My name ain't Ervin, but call me Magic. Abra Cadabra, top off the Phathom, 458 Italia, first in the states
another rapper's dick Go on represent where you live Know you annoyed But don't make the mistake I'm state to state in that Honda nigga Not an accord
to chill cuz (Dave: I was bout to catch a case!) [Chorus x2 [Roy Jones Jr.] Yo I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on
a gang of shit, spit out my colon Rip Dog and Non-Affiliated made us, we dirt Make you wanna go to the swap meet and buy a white t-shirt What's a G worth
and come, muthafuck crime Cause once you cross that line, you're gonna do some time Until they give you a date But till then, you belong to the state
t stop rockin till I get my platinum plate My group is shuttin shit down like ATF and All State I'm showin brothers it's my time to roll Because I am
to the pioneers But what you burrogh did in 83' Is ancient history brah' So why these niggas actin' like Since they live in the state That rap originates They automatically, all time
move it and crack down Only see fee's, so you could see me Getting my cheddar together, you know I gotta stack now Everybody has their time to shine,
Lodi Dodi we punkin yo city you betta ask somebody cuz if you dont, we ain't showin no pity more bounce to the ounce and we rockin yo city [Chorus] From city to city and state to state
yo city rep yo city! [Chorus] I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire I'm a young Haitian slumdog millionaire Ain't nothing you gon' tell me that I can't hear Go
Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah (verse one) You go on and
time, kings of VA Bust twin nines, we go for pollyin World reknowned, thunder pound bound The shells bounce off the Wally moccasins You chessbox with a marksman, high states
book of food stamps So she can get her some cigarettes?" Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin' When I go in the booth and I go in there