Paroles:
L A Guns Face Down Live

Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down Now you're gonna end up face down, so Now you

it from home to L.A. with connectin flights to rip it elsewhere [J-Ro] Drinkin up Black & Tan in the back of a van I learned as a young man - long trip

listen to 'Pac A semi with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns than F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys And you might get 'em all in the face when shit get

Rule] n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much The style, wanna

s a (motherfuckin' target, nigga) D-B-(L-O-)C-K, (he spray) The hawk'll find a nice home (right where your cheeks stay) We got a mean team, (Hip-Hop dream

Ja Rule] n*gga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much The style, wanna

Verse 9: Ja Rule] nigga one trick, one blood, L.A., New York The Game, the RULE, one love, guns up Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much The

12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff

listen to 'Pac A semi with me like Eddie Murphy, got mo' guns than F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys And you might get 'em all in the face when shit get