with no acquittal World war, world war World war, I don't want it World war, I don't need it World war, I won't take it World war, world war, world war
Перевод: Doa. World War 3.
world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on the run world war, lotsa fun - white house is aimin' the gun world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on the run world war
and glove, gun hot from burnin ass up I'd rather be bossed up, wit a bunch of broads The preachers daughter screaming out Fuck the law! I play a struck
nigga half police And Black child is half man half beast And I'm a give all ya'll niggaz a half a clip a piece (Chorus) (Verse 3: Young Merc) It's time
on a cat stand, I kill ya like a hitman And come out kickin with the ( ? ) Rockin on a rappin rampage In control of the stage [ ROUND 2: Donald D ] There's a
OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF L-O-O-O-OVE!... You're out
sick with the flow Yeah your cowboys know that Lil Twist Been a pro way before Romo, no T.O. No Wittin, Cowboys to a Piston A.I. no Wallace, ya kids
stop, and neither would a chrome Glock I kill a fire-breathin' dragon with a dome shot Come through your hood in a Chevy Malibu, on stocks We had a meetin
this shit Raise the thugs wit the heater in the arm for shit Marijuana when you drive, feel the fogginess I'm about to cause a war, a cannibalistic thing
this can't be Who's this on the radio dissing me D O double G, P O U N D, shit scorcher Doing a video for a song that got blew outta proportion I found
I Make A Girl Get Low Like I Ain't Got No L's I'm A Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal More Like Brett Favre
A Girl Get Low Like I Ain't Got No L's I'm A Paper Chasin Dog Check My Toenails And I Never Miss A Game, No Shaq O'neal More Like Brett Favre Just
crossed, put a hit out on a nigga boss, ready to shine and floss, is you bout that white sauce, 10 a keys the cost, bout to toss a nigga 3, meet me at
to get a squad, they was like "money? oh no!" Leavin you brain dead, hittin trees with Sonny Bono I kick without a dojo, D-12 slow flow Shoot down your
with SPM, and LOW-G I'ma grind in L.A. 'til my very last day and I'm a Hillwood Hustla 'til I die motherfucker It's a struggle but I gotta bubble baby
, gesetzt war der Grundstein Konnte das wahr sein ? Ein Traum wurde zur Idee Unsere Musik zum ersten Mal auf einer C.D., das war O.K. We are Such A Surge
