Traduction: Smoke City. Rappelez-vous cette.
gosta) o que o doce rapaz lembra O velho que sabe tudo o que ve Que nao esquece que o que foi, foi Remember me once again Com voce Remember this outra
that shit Neverland Ranch Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant You n-ggers beneath me Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city
to buy it, I was on the way with it I don't smoke crack it's to easy for me to sell But you hustle like Bill Clinton, you smoke it but don't inhale I
me coming, and they blast they self This for my homies they don't know me, when I'm broke Swear to God I hope you motherfuckers choke, when my gun smoke
have stacks like Jigga Aw naw hell naw man, y'all done up and done it We chiefing like everyday, smoking bluebonic chronic I did it I done it, this rap
a place that they exist, together There has to be a place better than this, in heaven So right before I sleep, dear God, what I'm askin Remember this
woman Cause every nigga in LA got a little bit of Thug in him We might fight with each other, but I promise you this We'll burn this bitch down, get us
had to make some people feel the pain In this dirty game I know I'm on my way to hell Hey yo gather it up for all the niggas that have been smoked The
walkin jack-move, jack-move...) [Wish] Aw man, this was that street right here... (It's that Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone-Bone...) [Wish] Y'all remember? This
from the heart dog) Oh man {stalkin' gat moves, walkin' jack move} This was that street right here (its that bone, bone, bone, bone) Ya'll remember? this
off 'em Better of this way, Tossed off in the coffin and bagged, Slang on the darkside man, Bang on the darkside man, Land ah the thuggish ruggish city
(feat. Outsidaz) [Young Zee] *Talking* I'm allowed to fuck up whenever... whenever I want... This the Outhouse... Lemme smoke a joint first...
frames got me paid watch me mane I'm cocky slave with this Rocky chain I got I got my fames cluttered with this bud and this name of it is Fame and its
I'm going in for the kill I'm doing it for a thrill Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand (x2) Let me crack this Patron and talk
[Intro: Little Russ, Ice Cube] [story-teller] Once upon a time, in the black part of the city [young kid] Yo G, yo G you better get out of here man,
