do, we is the Lost Boyz crew We in the game, the bitches, the money, the cars We in the game, the bitches, the money, the cars We in the game, the bitches
Traduction: Lost Boyz. Da Game.
What It Cost Me I'm Big Boss Gloss On The Cross Porshe Navigation Never Lost On The Cost Xtra Horse In The Sports Addition Man Dealin Floor Condittion Man Boyz
Stedy smokin bluntz An' fuckin wit da same cunt But it's time 2 make a change So i rock up my rhymes Like krack kokane I'm in da game Much luv 2 my nigga
QDIII said It ain't all good When you sign with a record label Who ain't Had a hot soundtrack Ever since Boyz N Da Hood [Bridge] I'm going bad No luck
out, bring 'em out) [Break - 2X] Hands... In Da... Air... Now! Hands... In Da... Air... Now! Hands hands in the in the air air now! Hands... In Da...
Got a pocket full of crack? Welcome to the hood Lost your money shootin' craps? Welcome to da hood Have you ever been car-jacked? Welcome to da hood Uncle Charles said the game
underground as well, you can step in the ring when you feel Nigga just sound the bell Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm lovin' Nigga
guys QDIII said It ain't all good When you sign with a record label Who ain't Had a hot soundtrack Ever since Boyz N Da Hood I'm going bad No luck I
' bluntz an' **** wit da same **** But it's time to make a change So l rock up my rhymes like krack kokaine I'm in da game, much love to my nigga Snoop
need hip hop) Whenever and ever We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip hop) Survival of the fittest Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz Lickin' shots got the game
out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out Bring em out, bring em out TIP comin' live from the VIP Heard the night life lost
't go bustin up and nuttin in Let a nigga from the lost boyz tell ya somethin No man know he play he the fuckin game But aids ain't got no fuckin name
da, G H E, double T O, rhyme name ho They be runnin' down the line Hey, if you hear a mistake rewind Whose the best? Whose the worst in this here rap game
bluntz an' fuckin wit da same cunt But it's time 2 make a change So i rock up my rhymes like krack kokane I'm in da game Much luv 2 my nigga Snoop
peek? Simple T and Dickie shorts, on da cut wit cold quarts No time to go home, cook it with a blow torch Old men on da porch watchin boyz come'n go Life
niggaz I can't understand it, that's Blue Magic the rap game as-is, either you on some snap shit or plain old stuck in a different decade like Da Brat
