The man behind the desk does get paid to deceive You live in your little dream world You're much too cool to care I really have to warn you I think it
Перевод: DRI. Snap.
I gotta snap, a firette to the chest If I don't know shit, I know cars and broads I done ordered plenty hits and watched heads come off And I done saw
been in some robberies and walkbys And you don't want that, neither do I But I will, I will 'cause I'm a hustler, hustler High 'til I die, I'm gon'
't D Block or Double R nigga No doubt imma stretch you Imma shoot back 10 feet Imma catch you Real brutal shit Make sure I snap your neck too S L R or
be mad I whooped your ass ?cause I?ve tooken a couple feds asking niggas questions but I wouldn?t rebuttal ?cause I?m Jake Gyllenhaal, I?m in the hood
I kept talkin' shit Motherfuck you damn shit head bitch I talk the shit 'til I'm old So motherfucker you bitch goddamn asshole I talk big shit, big spit I
I'm all about, c'mon (I) No gangsta you ain't either (Will) But I know that I spit ether (Not) I shoulda crossed your belly (Lose) Show you I'm not R
I was young always havin' to defend myself I was out there doin' it with nobody else Until I met a couple cats, set a couple raps Got a plan together how to get a couple snaps
'all, it's the I.N.C. Ride R to the I, D to the E, check out how we the I.N.C. Get more Biz than Markie as I spark thee Mike like lightnin?, that's frightenin?, I
this ain't Aerosmith It's the motherfuckin D-R-E, from the CPT On a ryhmin' spree, a straight G Hop back as I pop my top ya trip I let the hollow points
thing bay-bee, uh Uh, I'm not flaggin', but I'm just saggin' I betcha don't wanna see the D O double G and you can't see The D R to the E or my motherfuckin
witta motherfuckin' gun I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, yeah I breaks 'em off, I breaks 'em off, yeah I breaks 'em off but I ain't speakin' about
funhouse, bitch, everything's funny You act like whipping on your ass, ain't funny? And the ride of your life only gets faster Off to the r-r-ringmaster I
