reeking gin (chorus) Running water in a sinking boat Going under but they've got your goat Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound Burning down
you're reeking gin (chorus) Running water in a sinking boat Going under but they've got your goat Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound Burning down
're reeking gin (chorus) Running water in a sinking boat Going under but they've got your goat Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound Burning down
Y'all know how we do it [Verse Three] I be the Young N-O, to the B-L-E Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z M-A-R was the for starters, flee the whole cartridge Your
ya break ya down to were In front of the parkin lot I'm murderin niggas that point to shoot it If it ain't black owned than we loot it Burn this bitch down
Murder mo,curly I heard it lower and return it burn When our niggas still shermed out Court's adjourned!,court's adjouned! Rest and burn! [Layzie]
ocean Either way it goes I'm still reppin for my coast man [Chorus] That's how we do it down here Least that's how you think we do it down here We all
pulled the fuckin ground out from underneath you (Bitch!) I ain't no fuckin G, I'm a cannibal I ain't tryin to shoot you, I'm tryin to chop you into
: You so selfish I don't really care what the say about me 'Symptoms of Insanity' no 'Therapy' [x3] H-U-S-T-L-E-R, Hustla Up in Detroit, yeah we all
I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha [
cats with another joint from Eve and the dog And you know how we do baby creep in the fog Now hold it down for the fellas, hold it down for the girls
I'm a dog so I can't stand no bitch that hounds I far from a clown If I'm not knocking them down, Drag's probably not around So I'm not one to claim
death of me Cannot run, hit wit the hot one From the shotgun, cats was close, wondered how we got done [Eve] Yo yo, E-V-E My dogz believe in me Petty
my town There they go on that bullshit, when it go down You know who the culprit, sure enough The R-E-B-E, L, yell it freely I, call him Stereo, T-Y-
all dudes don't - get it, come widdit Fifth loaded with slugs that'll rest in your fitted It's M dot E-M, the Roc be them Got the mamis sayin look, who
assassino) mi chiamano el ritmero il mio sound e buono, sensuale e vero tengo il mondo in mano e il m ondo e bollente se lo vuoi prendere te lo lascio
