Übersetzung: Fuckin Faces. Auto, Alk Und Tod.
hold you down. (Say something!) If you can't stand the pressure Stay the fuck out of my way! I know my place! This one goes out to everyone Who's lied to my face
Fuck on the purp assist mixed with dem laura tabs and a double cup of lean boy, you be in da air Really in da air, on your fuckin own plane, we gone say
taste dat money, I go to jail fuck it by the case with da money, ya got cha game up you go waste dat money, lemme see it in ya face dat will show me ya
at you Fuck mind-fuckin each other, hot girl what it do Break bread or fake dead, I ain't with horse-playin I'm tryna fuck ya till when you get up ya
I'ma use it And it's like that, don't think you gon' steal a nigga off my team and my team ain't gon' strike back We'll be right back, fuck you done it
t want your tracks, I fuck with Medicine Men (Yep) I don't want no crap, Don't you grin in my face Cause I know its fake, Make me spit in your face I'
done had enough We gon fuck around, and leave this bitch in handcuffs [Gar] Now see this what I'm talking bout, you out here running round With them knuckle head, fucking
with these crackers in this hot-ass field But you know I'm a soldier - nigga try me, I'll spank him But fuck all I said, it feel good to be the Baby Gangsta
it you're a thrilla [Chorus] When you was on the streets you was a solja And then you got fucked when you went to Angola You hit the fucking wall with
bustin', and pluckin' Fuck it Chuck, you big trick, you hoe bitch, Puttin' stank hoes in apartments and shit And ummm, them niggas who help you get the money you straight FUCK
Baby Nigga I got these hoes iced up enough While my lil B.G.'s on the bus puttin out cigarette butts But me personally playboy I don't give a fuck And
paper chase we wanted ta shine Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I'm from Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I'm from Growin' up in the streets
'cha gone do? Downtown get out the way cuz that's All On U You could, take it how you wanna, bring it how you feel My niggas is conscienceless and we kill or be killed Fuck
posse nigga, and we roll deep 4 deep in the black on black Caprice [B.G.] Slangin is my thang man, I'm out for paper Tryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin
the chopper lookin' for the robber on the other side I'm so high, and the motto Uptown is do or die Let's make it happen, think of an action Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck
I'm on my game ready to be releasin and rearrange Ya fuckin brain Carry and shoot that old 50 plus Out the clip these bullets rush, leave ya fuckin head
play me I'm like Mike when I bite, I give ya bitch ass Rabies From tree to tree, block to block I be hanging Nuts swanging, thuggin, fuck it I'm looking mangy I gives a fuck
