we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas
Übersetzung: The Game. 3 Killas.
with the tigers, I eat with the bears however you want it believe that I can take it there it's real in the field dogg, kill or be killed homes pop or
Chorus] [Verse 3] Man I sleep with the tigers, I eat with the bears however you want it believe that I can take it there it's real in the field dogg, kill
But anybody holding a gun can kill If niggas was on the block they ran when he came He used to walk on the set and rob the dice game This nigga was a
They beefin' I donate steel to my real niggaz No secret i'll splitta mill with my real niggaz Get in drama kill or be killed with my real niggaz Off
B.G. I been in this game for awhile I'm a paid man now (huh bruh) On my sixth solo album I'm a made man now (yep) Six years strong in this game Been doing
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar I aint touching the mic if it aint five Gs or better I plan never to fall short again I want game
the picture Shit, I'm obligated, to be a Juvenile for life It don't change robbin' shit in this game I know you heard about that 7th ward, 9th and the
, what'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
: [B.G.] Nigga you peepin, 'cause I'm peepin for niggas creepin I'm on my game ready to be releasin and rearrange Ya fuckin brain Carry and shoot that
game no doubt Don't get mad you ask yo' boo who the man and she confesson 'Dat 'Dat lil' nigga off VL is a living legend (Chorus) Verse:3 I know
cushion I be dishin' clips in and out like a ??? cat Come from the back in black Ready t-t-to attack-tack I'll leave 'ya flat, nigga (Chorus) 1,2,3 3
do that I got some bullets comin' through that Two clips take ?? full off highly tips The glock nine automatic ? speed ?? I fuck wit' ballers and killers ask Suga Slim and B-3
nigga lets ride [The Game: talking] Nigga I'll only work for Buck anyway I'll kill him for a dollar [Young Buck: talking] Its all hood Game you in the game
: [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Only the realest can feel us, cap-peelers and killers Hundred-dollar billers and real niggas Bitches with dime figures,
m tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch Cops give a damn about a negro pull the trigger kill
the game) If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin (I'm loyal to the game) That could get in my way and I'll blow out your brain {Verse 3
