Songtexte:
Pack Rumble

can take a punch,keep it gutta, cuz I know you cant take one, weak niggas fall and the real niggas stay up. Yeah thats the sound when the pack is around

Ross on my hip and I got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun And that's real leave it

den ganzen tag falafel ist ich komme aus nem land,das noch nicht mal auf der karte ist ich schleppe felsen in die gaza wie ein mobelpacker pack euch

B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in Rumble

my hip and I gots to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me ?Nigga, never leave the house without packin' a gun? And that's real, leave it

that, the blunt roll that And when you give me head, please don't hold back Where your eyes at, lickin' the Kodak And when I'm finished, then you comin' it's yo pack

Keith Murray, is down wit' us My nigga Erick Sermon, is down wit' us My man Lil' Jamal, is down wit' us My Def Squad click, is down wit' us The Pack

have to wake up here Bad dreams, you don't want to have to wake up here They say that most people can only dream in black and white That's why he packs

to sunup -- clown done run up The Aftermath'll be two in your gut, nigga what? Chorus: Knoc-Turn'al, Kokane We roll deep, smoke on weed drink and pack