s no mistake, she's got it all There's no mistake Her coloured hair, her fashion sense The way she walks. It's what she wore There's no mistake, she's got it
Traduction: Kill The Young. Elle l'a eu tout.
talking about gun, you don't kill You think you're so I'll, Been to over 20 meetings and you still ain't got a deal (Got a deal, got a deal, got) Your
) Cause they're all paid by me I got my own money, and I Ain't looking for no footballers So if you want to bring it too me, Let's take it back I will
top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Woo!) The Rolls-Royce, it's all white (How can I not talk big? I got to) Foamposites
party all night, canary yellow diamonds, ferrari all white They say that boy a killer to me he alright That nigga ain't got it all Shit we just alike [
spray You bitch niggaz gon' lay, you won't catch me runnin When... [Z-Ro] I become a soldier when it's war time That's all I really know cause all I'
of my sound (that's word) It's only right, that I hold shit down (it's my turn) I'm tired of niggaz, steady yelling out Spre's They got revolver kits,
t do it that's what I was thinkin', should've said it when we crashed flipped 6 times, and we spittin up glass I lost 3 teeth it all happened so fast
, y'all! Mr. Mixx! Marquis! Bringin' itback y'all! Break it down now! [Verse 2: Brother Marquis] All alone on a Saturday night Smokin' on a blunt, feelin' all
We cross driven, cornered into a life that's hellish Payin our dues with bloodshed, ain't s**t y'all could tell us Fellas - mount up, it's time for battle, it's
up I try to keep my head up, and still keep from gettin wet up You know it's funny when it rains it pours They got money for wars, but can't feed the
Young mothers That's right I feel ya (hey) I know how it is (MAMA's JUST A LIL' GIRL) Don't nobody understand I feel ya [Verse 1: Tupac] She
pain, watchin as your mother cries? Will all your homies ride? Or will they all get high, and talk about how you died? Young niggaz on a mission to compete
the fullest Be quick to kill a bull got a pistol motherfucker better pull it And even if they kill me They can never take the life of a young G I'm
my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap And they wonder why it's hard bein black Dear Lord can ya
