s plain to see That it's no good for you It's no good for me It just ain't the same without you Now these nights are so long It just ain't the same without
Übersetzung: LA Guns. Ist nicht das Gleiche.
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
island where the Cubans meet the Haitians [B-Real] A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination [Wyclef] From L.A. to Brooklyn why you
throat when you ain't lookin What is money? Money is what makes a man act funny Money is the root of all evil Money'll make them same friends come back
face Close range sawed off shotgun bust I never trust, it's a must you ain't down with us From Gotham to Metropolis, nigga ain't no stoppin' us Suicidal
ve found a star, (what's deal god, I heard you got some) I've found a star, (bad news about Killah Priest, ya know) I've found a star, (out here, right
top gone nigga Dissin my crew you catch hot ones I'm hot son, yo that's why I carry hot guns I'm on a beach in L.A. fuckin fly misses While you niggas
was a guest on Jerry Springer wit desert eagle, tech meezle a [???] a nigga, a drop a ??? I die a lil nigga leave 'em wit a 30 round drummer slit ya throat
twenty-four hours and still lifted (*X*: Bitch keep your vagina) We drunk and ain't interested Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't trippin it Standin
't discriminate; eliminates all. [Chorus: x2] Sittin' sideways, paused in a daze. Sittin' sideways, paused in a daze. Sittin' sideways, paused in a daze. On a
(You PUSSY Nigga!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his back You wanna put 2 crosses on yo' back Nigga you ain't
It was all a dream) Advocated by the few who do live it Bloomberg, make a nigga cop the Mausberg Shorty ain't a shorty, he a Shooter like Wahlberg Old
m the nigga that gave you a hand! [Isaac Hayes] Don't kill your brother, let's love each other Don't get mad.. cause it ain't that bad Just be who you
railed Came to the waitin', hiccups, Dear God Life as a Shorty shouldn't be so rough This girl, eight months pregnant, a nurse assistant Holdin' 'im
to Polly Fontaine Shit ain't a game and Sean feel the same So, y'all niggas betta get on point Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a
plastic, twin to match it Ice white like some Star Wars space gun Though, that ain't how they come my friend make 'em Sleek wit 'em like a L.A. nigga
a realer nigga for more than I can handle, the trust was asked so that's for a mack, got caught up in a scandal, police ain't right, and we ain't either