[O.C.] Yo, born May 13th 'round seventy-one Vietnam was a memory before my birth Around the time Nicky Barnes era came to a close Too young to know yet
Übersetzung: OC. Geschichte zu erzählen.
funk cause y'all be the next in the long line of war stories [Chorus] [C-Bo] I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale Stackin loot up
New York town. So all you newsy people, spread the news around, You c'n listen to m' story, listen to m' song. You c'n step on my name, you c'n try '
: [B-Real] WELLLLLLLLLLLLLL... here's a little story, I got to tell About a thugged out homey, I know so well It started way back, when I was a teen
foe We gon get it straight so tell me what it's hittin for And if you didn't know I really live the low I got the O's and the Yo Screamin really though
since the day Stacey went off to wander they never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana,
friend Bugs still sniffin', Daffy Duck snitchin' And heard that crazy Bird took the stand on the Simpsons Bet you "my golly, oh glory" with a story to tell
Wish that I became a leader, the day this old school nigga Placed a burner in my hand, 'cause I was very eager Big stories to tell, jail house, rock that
kids?! [Cube] Word [Verse One: Ice Cube] Little boys and girls, they all love me Come sit on the lap of I-C-E And let me tell ya a story or two About
that Now ask yourself Who's the mack? Who's the mack? It is that fool that wanna pump the gas Give you a sad story and you give him cash? He starts
vie Get drunk as hell So I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell Hey ! Devinez qui debarque sans crier gare C'est O.R.E.L San, moitie homme
We Comin' Up!) Nina Sky...(Whos This?) N.O.R.E, Da-ddy Yan-kee Gem Star...(Gem Star) Big Nato..(Big Nato) C'mon,..C'mon Whoa...Whoa...Whoa...Whoa
why you dey tell lie Tell me really why you dey tell lie They talk say who say, she say that That she say that P-Sqaure don say that My brothers tell
the Verrazano Wish that I became a leader, the day this old school nigga Placed a burner in my hand, 'cause I was very eager Big stories to tell, jail
take her Got a fettish addicted to pain Wanted me to choke her While she sat on my dick n c came All over the sofa But this hoe from the o she was cold
talk Damn right they gon' hate (geyeah!), 'cause them niggaz aren't straight (AHAH!) [Chorus II] [Pimp C - talking after song ends] Say what it do? Young Pimp C
