Traduction: Serv-sur M.. Nous n'est pas le même.
be all right We aint the same, fuck you, you know the game [Mo B. Dick] We aint the same, cause my mind is somewhere else We aint the same, aint the same [Serv-On
(feat. Butch Cassidy, Don Cisco, Nino Brown, Russell Lee, Mr. Kee) [Mr. Kee:] Yeah Hustler's theme Worldwide Come on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain't
then I think and I choke on how niggaz steal this funny style and I was struggling broke even though it don't surprise me, shit it's still kinda funny when I ain't
on our own soil No more psychological warfare, to trick us to thinking that we ain't loyal If we don't serve our own country, we're patronizing a hero
ain't tapped! Nigga buy for the smell of it Bought a hard top 6 and I sat it on spree's for the hell of it 7 on the dot! Got some cain and its jumping
If you ain't up on this then you ain't up on shit Super official with the style If you ain't up on this then you ain't up on shit [Suffa (Pressure):]
' niglette! What the fuck you recordin, "My Nig' Jr.?" (THE GAME AIN'T CHANGED!) It just got harder Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S dot Carter Brownsville (YEP!) We
ll tell you the same Who's to blame...I don't really know But my game's so tight I think I'm gonna go pro So here we go...here here we go I'm gonna rock
, ain't nothin better Let me know when it's wet enough to enter If not I'll wait, because the future of the world depends on Therefore, if not the child we
our law. Hear, hear?" "Come on, come on keep it moving here. What's your name boy?" "Abu Cah" "Well it ain't now; it's Tom Lynch." Mirror, mirror what
solo on that ass, but it's still the same Long Beach is the spot where I served my cane Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your
Mr Dr. Dre Like I said, niggas can't FUCK with this (What?) And niggas can't FUCK with that shit that I drop cos ya know it don't stop Mr. One Eight
With the falcons on the hood Mr. Mr. Westside Yeah you know they in my hood [Chorus] [C-Rod:] Ain't no Telling where i'm goin', once i'm steppin' out, singin' on
what I'm sayin and Mr. Badass and thats how we doin it fool, yeah we ain't bangin on wacks nigga, we doin it like we should be fool, yeah
to fight on our own soil No more psychological warfare to trick us to thinkin' that we ain?t loyal If we don?t serve our own country, we?re patronizin
here a fuckin' gangster ain't no time Gettin' lok the lower my game is to Smoke or to get smoked I'm still lil' slim no I ain't gone change I'm showin
[Chorus: Fiend] What 'cha need, need We got it, got it [4Xs] [Mr. Serv-On] Ahh! Nigga you know what the fuck I came fo'! I'm wearin this fuckin' Tank