Übersetzung: Figures On A Beach. Killin Nigguz.
Übersetzung: Figures On A Beach. Ich spüre, dass.
's a bird, it's a plane, it's super nigga With 5 acres and a mule and the coupe is bigger You gone trip on that hoe, you a stupid nigga I'm a P.I.M.P.
a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a busta, make it hell 4 a hustler [Outlawz] Now in these
tha county writin letters how I miss you givin you credit, apoligetic how I dis you get you for thinkin like a mona and on a level and sometime daddy
down Washington state In death there's a consolation You know only hate and rage You paid a dowry for your child's rights Now she's living like a slave A
] I'm a go back, I'm a I'm a go back to the very first time I'm a go back, I'm a I'm a go back when I wrote my first rhyme I'm a go back, I'm a I'm a
And girl, I used to blow a couple thousand at the shake joint Now it cost a couple thousand for a Drake joint I gave up a lot to make a progress I give
push me, fuckin real, here's the deal I got a hundred bricks, fourteen-five apiece (uh-huh) Enough to cop a six; buy the house on the beach (uh-huh) Supply
every single hood South Central, Compton and Watts Long Beach, bust a U, here come the cops Wish I had a genie with about three wishes Metal flake green on
was it, on the spot Flash, I woke up in a parking lot And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys With Shaggy Dope written on the car keys I look around I can
on the flee from the coppers Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral parlors From the slums I come up a phoenix Caked up, tryna take what I'm eating Came up a
em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em It's amazing what a little polish
press a pen to. i kissed ella on the cheek and said. "i will see you when it's sorted." for two days we sat in silence on that beach and listened to
a you. Fact?s is true, this more than a hack to you, question remain, do ya dad approve? Haha Do our thang, your thang, yeah we make mad-a moves, bad-a
figures quickly moving feet I'm just a pebble on the beach and I Sit and wonder why Little people running around Never knowing why [CHORUS:] Life is just a
on me - I'm seeing images Fish tailing, inhaling, bailing, positive suspension Don't hate on a player cause I'm staying on a mission Nigga, get yours
think Is you can never get a scratch with Tray Deee on the beat On the streets over beef you dont compete with uno - you know The general a criminal
