[Snoop Dogg] Nigga you need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin Nigga if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when
тревогу, Да закат где всё так в тени,где ни двери,ни порога. Я зажег в церквях все свечи, но одну - одну оставил, Чтобы друг в осенний вечер да по мне
Jim Jones, what it here, homie? Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz, what's happ'nin? Hey, T.I.P., nigga I'm up in Harlem to put it down wit my muthafuckin
Yeah, East Side, said we ridin' at East Side Say, please roll up while we [Incomprehensible] Say, please roll up that we [Incomprehensible] You know
Uh yeah Jones, uh Now we set them presidents, to get them presidents Over the ones that are dead, we'll put guns to your head Put dots on your loaf like
Killa This my man Jim Jones You know we been through a lot of devastation, larceny Defeat, misconceptions Man, fuck all that, I don't know what that's
Nigga, you need to stop snitchin' All that yip-yappin' and jaw-jackin' Nigga, if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took
Ice Cube Go To Church Lyrics [Snoop Dogg] You need to stop snitchin! All that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin if you scared, go to church You knew the job
On Sunday when the church bells start ringin' They're ringin' for you and for me Let's all gather 'round at the alter And pray that our souls may be free
You go to your church and I'll go to mine But let's walk along together Our fathers built them side by side So let's walk along together The road
Wade in the water Wade in the water, children Wade in the water Goda??s a-gonna trouble the water Goda??s a-gonna trouble the water. Well, who are these
Good evening, morning, afternoon, wherever, whosenever, Whatsenever, we wouldn't give a damn. We want to welcome you back into the house Of g-funk. Hmm
I go to church on a Sunday The vows that I make, I break them on Monday The rest of the week, I do as I please Then come Sunday morning, I pray on my
I seen it all from a player's eyes Look at this world from my latest ride We knock 'em all if you let this slide This how you ball if you a major guy
Blackout music Bend, Eastside, could you stretch then bend? Westside, could you stretch then bend? Southside, could you stretch then bend? Midwest, could
Yeah! Ay! Dip-set! Come on Black-out, let's do it Dip, dip-set Dip, dip, dip, dips Dip, dip, dip, dips Dip, dip, dip, dip Now this here is that bomb
Jones, Capo Status You know what this is about, 'bout riders All my states around this country All my ghettos, my niggaz ready to ride R.I.P, Biggie Smalls
Okay, okay (Hey) Yeah, we back in this bitch, I hate it (Lovely Daze like this, like this) Jim Jones nigga (You know) Capo Status (Coofie smacka) Aka