LAPD police station Yes I'd like to report a murder, a dead body or something Where at? In the alley
[Hook x4:] Rollin' in my hood, twistin' on them Ds Hangin' with my partners, tossin' 40s on the corner
Playa in 1999, Raven Myagi, I stay on my grind, and proceed to the shine I break out that 9, aim it and cock it Don’t fuck nigga drop it, I shoot it, they pop it I lay down the line, just like a pipe Like a blunt gettin sliced at the end of a scythe Grim to the reeper, I’m bout to get deeper, Blackland, Carol City, my shit, day and night Bitch, fuck a man on the moon, I’m Captain Planet, I’m plantin the shrooms Evacuate the fuckin premises lyricists, evidence running with Raider Klan room All black ugly mane, just like pro meth-heads I’m makin' a stain Hoes talk that shit, and they always run game, but when niggas beckon, they screaming yo name Fuck them stupid hoes Really that’s the way it goes I bought Triple 6 and Outkast Greatest Hits So niggas can’t touch me, a friend or a foe And, Slikk, I fucked up yo shit, young nigga, yo ass gone lame I’m the best outta Carol City, ever since Gunplay
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[Lil Ugly Mane:] Listen young man, I can pop' you with one hand, rob you with the other Ugly mane, I go Dumb-head I'm a one man unaffiliated private institution, don't confuse it with Raider Klan is tight as nooses All black Zeus'in it gets Gruseome if you slip it Leave you emprisonned inside a chalk line around your final position Got this 40 that I'm sippin', cose it's boring with no competition I'm slidin' through the hood on these Ds that I'm twistin' This is for the playas, this is for the runners, this is for them hustlas smokin' herbs in abundance Flippin' nothin less than onions Pullin guns as big as paul Bunyon We keep it more than underground, we in a Dungeon
[Hook x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
