Songtexte:
Extra Kool All My Love

shed there limbs, night covers up the trees Shiver tight inside of sleeves, shake the hands inside of gloves Close my eyes and start to speak, give my family all my love

y'all, keep it gangsta (Keep it gangsta) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (All my life) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (All my life) I'm

but all they really need is rep Word to miz Mr. Flipsta flips wit some bigger shit wit an extra clip Longer than my kneecap to my hip, now you plead

and Moschino I'm like Nino plus shoot craps and hit Casinos 10 g's in chips tryin to break shit up My necklace stay lit up, my Rolex stay chipped up My

oh what a deal Would you like that super sized for extra 5 cents? For real Ok go 'head, just don't go haukin' on my bread Can I substitute my drink with

black ivory, they made you cry with heavy emotions Your back and night was rubbed down professional with sweet cucumber lotion, with all my time and devotion

Breakin all public laws just to get my paws on a grip I'm a dog from L.A. streets, but I still love runnin with crips Runnin with clips, fully loaded,

scribed on my melon mob you liable to find tribal design tumors That contain best selling novels, so much pain cursed my adolescence That I can count my

chemists ballin wit this, Benjamin big heads in my fist got ya life in my pocket an more than that on my wrist I got my degree in the concreate of S.C