Paroles:
L A Guns Give A Little

give a little love, give a little love Give a little love, give a little love, give a little love Give a little, give a little Give, give a little, give

swig it Guns, stand them up they be as tall as midgets O.k, I'll rap a little faster But do I really sound like I turned from a rapper to a pastor I'

to Robert 'Yummy' Sanderford and all other lil' young niggaz that's in a rush to be gangstas As a young nigga, I'm almost ?swellin? in the wind Give

. Little gotti got the shotti to ya body, so dont resist or ya might miss Christmas. I tote guns, I make number ones, I give MC's the runs drippin', when

the policeman CHORUS Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason (We're) L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters

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

ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason Chamillionaire a

a motherf**kin' target n*gga 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 team Them

ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chamillionaire] I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't gotta give a reason Chamillionaire a