Übersetzung: DA Smart. Walk Wit Me.
so they can uplift me Cause this really gets to my stomach Get back in the car, let's take a trip to the Wild, Wild 100s, uh Roseland is a livin' hell
in the bricks Nigga gotta jacking leave his brains in a ditch Every morning dope fiends looking for a fix They sick, fuck it they'll use they dog fit Everywhere a
: Fa sho I got my gat so you know what that means It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe When you comin' to get me I got the four four
'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just like that [Mac] Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a
on the D.L. I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L. Now I ain't no rapper Playa, I'm a game spitter Ten Gs a show That's the only way you 'gon
son is a daughter All I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer Kinda packin' a bitch and i'll be back with a hit I'm that sick, Who
get off cause your baby would stay up She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain A
it say payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see
#6: Neva call a girl a bitch Rule #7: Dont result in tellin, cus all rats get buried by da dozens Rule #8: Respect yo weight, neva put more den a 7 in a
you don't know the nights I hide below a second story room to whistle you down the man who's let to divvy up time is a miser he's got a silver coin
: You promised me a life You promised me everything would change Even said you'd be my wife Ooh now you're gone You told me I was handsome Even told
: [Intro] Ah.. Just a minute, erm, this is a little to controversial, and I don`t think.. erm, We are going to be up and here comes that black Watch
mind was tha nine and a better life What do I do ? Live my life in a prison cell I'd rather die than be trapped in a living hell They got me trapped [
a strap when there's drama - busta you ain't heard? I've been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is cock D
birth, product of cursed semens Cause even our birthdays, are cursed days A born thug in the first place, the worst ways I'd love to see the block
than Master of Puppets, and I don't need a shower cause I don't stink. It's Opposite Day and I'm eating a big steak and washing it down with a frosty
a killer but my instinct gives a bad type wont even acetate to wipe away a cops life some times I want to cry but a man will never shed a tear I fight
