ledge Right on thru Dirty winged rats living on the edge Right on thru I give 'em a shot too Right on thru The pigeon shit seeps right on thru Right on thru
Traduction: L7. (À droite sur) Grâce.
full of liquor remember me in "tha who the [? ] is thicka" but I'm on swangas Today and everything is blue over gray look out houston tx Z-Ro is on his
go, crash in the slums One tight army, Few Good Men that'll rep Invade your strongarm', Prince of Wales swimmin on feet Props in sales, all yellow L's, cops sleepin on
thru some changes I've always thought I was A faithful kinda man I never thought I would be tempted Baby you licked my lips And I said right now, right
on my ledge Right on thru Dirty winged rats living on the edge Right on thru I give em a shot too Right on thru The pigeon shit seeps right on thru Right on
380's outta E Class Mercedes (Hurry the fuck up bitchm, get on!) (Fuck you motherfucker let me out this L) (There they go right there, dot them niggas
hoes suckin on your nuts That's why I'm stealin your death right now because later on you might leave me hangin Is it the noose rhyme on people's necks
9th street Crab niggas can't fade this and can't fuck with this This Y-G-B smokin' on some Hennessy [LIL' HAWK] Now as I hit the L block who in the
's outta E Class Mercedes (Hurry the fuck up bitchm, get on!) (Fuck you motherfucker let me out this L) (There they go right there, dot them niggas) (
'm comin' back to sell! (yeah!) This is for the jail cell - international and L (whattup?) Gotta and my nigga Ace, I'm stuntin' in these niggas face. (right
