Wanna tell ya a story that happened to me There was this old man started chattin' with me He sat by himself on the side of the road A cowboy hat and them
Traduction: L'enfer, Ann. L'homme qui a massacré Baby Jane.
Traduction: L'abattage. Old Man.
There was a young man who blew up a plane He blew up the plane for personal gain I guess he was insane There was a young man who planted a bomb He planted
out to make figgas I'm leavin' 'em in rivers so bodies gettin' hotter, I thought of a plan, to murder a man, and get away clean wid the money and dope
been through a stack and so it was abit far to walk back a month later and he's sitting in court for the two lives he cut short man slaughter he's convicted
people would say "look what it leads with sin". And the air was violent and our care was silent And the only law we [? ] was a pair of tyrants Man you
a one man team but if you think your team goes hard Then my team goes flintstone Man I spit disease I don't really care how sick you are Ride till I die man
Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers man,
arm of the law Jepordize my benjamins, I will be forced to put some harm on your jaw My attitude be raising it's amazing, I'm not locked for man slaughter
the walls have ears I'm for takin' a chance, like a drownin' man I'm going under I've got reds in my bed I'm not easily led to the slaughter And while
over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man Whenever sober, on a one man mission My ambition to hold up the rap game
50! [Chorus: 50 Cent] She got a have it man she powder her nose And you can see she was a freak I suppose She in the telly she use all three holes Man
'all motherfuckers is actin' real fake right Ya man's land ain't even that man You ain't livin' that life You ain't ready for that man, fall back [Verse
