you're sixteen, you live alone You got your debt, you could care less And I could dream but I could never take you home I came back when you got angry
Traduction: Type de cracher comme. You Got Served.
But you're sixteen, you live alone You got your debt, you could care less And I could dream but I could never take you home I came back when you got
trigger of this glock That's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat You not Pac's songs without laws will help you sleep You got shot
Swallow that little shit you got left to help you eat You knock Pac's songs without love to help you sleep You got shot in your video tryin mock Pac You
you freeze when you spit like a snow mans mouth, Arouse with every word, first you?ve got to know this, We don?t belong together like Rove and showbiz
you pack light - act right You got it twisted tellin' niggas that you pack heat You ain't gunning now you runnin' like an athlete You ballas need to
kind...here to shock your mind And I will serve no rhymes, before their time The K-K-Kid Rock, that is my name And if you ask me again, I'll tell you
and chill (Chill?) Like four babies, and now you want the pill Used to be raw dawg but now you want the grill SeVille flawless, so now you wanna drill
that's why I spit it so vivid, you got it, I want it, you give it This is for everybody in county, TGK, Metro West and Stockade Doing time And if you got
want beef (I got dat) Dope (I got dat) hoes (I got dat) Dro (I got dat) Money (I got dat) Cars (I got dat) Pistol (I got dat) Niggaz (Get shot at) [
got a, shit who else I got, I got I got face, pooh, that's my partna He'll look through a broad his face so big I got ah, I got pow pow, he looking like
steal that meal. Rapper that's still chill, Pedal the big wheel, Kind of a big deal. Black like a wet seal, White like a big spill, Fight like a trailer
of this glock That's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat You not Pac's songs without laws will help you sleep You got shot in your
the trigger of this glock that's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat you not Pac's songs without laws will help you sleep you got
you might cheat left and you might cheat the dealer But you neva cheat the king of the underground on the rella I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you
That's why I spit it so vivid, you got it, I want it, you give it This is for everybody in county, TGK, Metro West and Stockade Doing time And if you got
They got uzis, they got shotguns, they got explosives They got access to any kind of weapon they want within 24 hours We got over 50,000 gangbangers out