I'm a mother fucking mess man Street niggaz fo sho A fire Hot Boy a?? ok? Ya know [Chorus: TQ] We only like gangsta shit Cause I drive a gangsta car
Превод: Горещи момичета. Gangsta N *** едно.
the **, okay You scared, get the f*** out the way And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play Nah, I can't play sacs or pull a rabbit out a hat But I can
gone by Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy Egomaniac in the brainiac, don't know how to act Shits deep, 48 tracks, studio gangsta mack Sign a deal, Emcees wanna make a
got a family that'll knock these bitches outta they shoes So listen to a professional We'a get the best of you And run a gas truck through the center
busting no warning shot, I pop if I pull it So if we fight tonight somebody gon be biting a bullet I'm a dirty south gangsta, me and Slim Thug And
I was out in Greek town ordering Gyros The bad bitch keep a tool in her Bible Quick to murder her rivals and her pops was a gangsta disciple Killed about a
Boys, Bad Boys, Bad Boys Boys will be Boys, Bad Boys, Bad Boys Boys will be Boys, Bad Boys, Bad Boys Boys will be Boys, Bad Boys, Bad Boys Verse 2: Flow
.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y., that's a unity U.N.I.T.Y., love a black man from infinity to infinity U.N.I.T.Y., U.N.I.T.Y., that's a unity U.N.I.T.Y., love a
gift dont play gotta hit below the waist dont need a bank account a couple mil in the safe (ay) let me chill for a min hope you keep a py-py cause you
boys in Texas Lil Jay and Lil Keith, in a chrome grill Lexus Me and Green in a Navi Jump off boys.. jumping off like it's Cali Roll through the Lou
are eyes and open fire Mash and bang on niggaz let them hot boys fly You can tell a maniac got a look in his eye, card green, two Magazines and a throw
got popped doin' time in the pin a Mac ten is a man's best friend When I blast that ass another killin' again But look here a fuckin' gangster ain't
, a nigga like me N 2 deep Creep with me as I invade your mind Be a killa with me as I pass the nine Don't be a weak muthafucka, get your brain on strap
's in it, I got doe like Bill when the chip was invented So it's, no thing for me to pull a few strings to Get a, few things that cost a few G's You ain
wit me We started gangsta walkin', nigga, now no MC Hammer Just a really dealy, get you hyper than hype No cut or no arm 'n' hammer Slam a hater to
