Я выхожу на улицу и засверкали пятки Вы заиграли в прятки,парни это чё такое? Я думал ты приступник,думал,что ты вор в законе Но запомни мне наплевать на gangsta
выхожу на улицу и засверкали пятки Вы заиграли в прятки, парни это чё такое? Я думал ты преступник, думал, что ты вор в законе Но запомни, мне наплевать на gangsta
judge from the electrica' chair Yeah we're all here cause we're not all there tonight.... The guitar's cranked and the bass man's blown a fuse And when the whole gang
silver stack thinking about way back Even before I started blazing the chronic sack I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid Looking up to all the gangsters
(feat. The Teamsters) Yeah Gangsta What That Gangsta Yeah That Gangsta Lunatics! E.I [The Teamsters] I was forced to live the crazy life Y'all niggas
except us, runs the west coast You're best to, mind your biz and stay useless I'ma take a swing at your brain and Babe Ruth it Ruthless gangsta, definition
I hold an image of the ashtray girl Of the cigarette burns on my chest I wrote a poem that described her world That put our friendship to the test And
Manchmal, da fallen mir Bilder ein Manchmal, da fallen mir Bilder ein von großen Fenstern in Säulenhallen, von Wänden und Treppen aus
Look at those evening shadows Casting a peaceful light The sun is disappearing It's a beautiful sight Moments caught forever By the master's touch A
I arrive alive and to my demise it's another sunny day A dark and gray glass lottery a victorious dismay I'm up all night inside my room just trying
image of the invisible Free will is ours and we can't let go We are the image of the invisible We can't allow this, the quiet cull We are the image of
Once in a blue moon Somethin' good comes along Once in a blue moon Every thing's not goin' wrong When you get weary Beatin' on the same old gong Once
Soft Parrlet breaking, Lost in aisles of white, Corridoes are shaking, And I can see the Light, Waiting for something, Waiting for someone, Waiting
lickin rock and dressin hip And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city Talkin about poppin glocks servin rocks and hittin switches Now she's a gangsta rollin with gangsta
Lean and the fiens, hustle and the schemes, I put together pieces of a Dream I still have one [Chorus] [Verse 2] The world's seen me lookin' in the mirror, Images
she be in the 'burbs licking rock and dressing hip And on some dumb shit, when she comes to the city Talking about popping glocks, serving rocks and hitting switches Now she's a gangsta rolling with gangsta
Yeah Gangsta What That gangsta Yeah That gangsta On the tips E.I I was forced to live the crazy life Y'all niggas don't understand what a day be like