we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas on the rise Come through screamin' homicide When we ride 3 Killas
Перевод: Игры. 3 Killas.
scared to be a freak, for the right pay I gots to rep for my familys thats stricten wit pain For buryin they boys to soon for this game I rep for my
In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas ain
we hit 'em up [Verse 3: 2Pac] Peep how we do it Keep it real Its penitentary steel This ain't no freestyle battle All you niggas getting killed With
out Purebred (Purebred) Got 'em with the nice coat Your head (Your head) When I get them at the right throat Dig deep (dig deep) Shock collars on their necks You fuck with 3OH!3
yank me in the face It's kill or be killed them or us keep up the pace Your legs all numb you gasp for air and still the game is tied Get those laced
. SO YOU AINT GOT NO GAME! And you aint got no game, GAME! (x3) SO QUIT PLAYING! And you aint got no game, GAME! (x2) And you aint got no game SO QUIT
Pac was still here now He would never ride with Ja Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na [Verse 1: Eminem] You ain't no killa, you a pussy That ecstasy done
Tell me exactly what am I supposed to do? Now that I have allowed you to beat me! Do you think that we could play another game? Maybe I can win this time
Bust off caps on four niggas Laid low for 'bout a month and killed two more niggas Now I'm ready to chill but you still want me to kill (Look at
fucked up in the game But now I got a name, and niggas know my name Knock of the door "police, we lookin' for a man Killed a couple of cops last night
together Or I'll have a rain sandwich, depending on the weather Born loser, caught up in the game And I ain't even got nobody to blame.. [Hook] [Verse 3
Intro: Cube In every game, we gotta have the brains and the muscle The game and the hustle... to be real on these streets So here you have it, the Brainiac
on the under Girl no wonder, you got a ass full of thunder The frozen Tundra ain't cold enough And baby ain't old enough For this game I'm rollin
stretch, so Take me out to the ballgame, and see my neighborhood name In your Ghetto Hall of Fame Chorus x 3 Yea (It ain't right) Playin' people like a game
man Why these niggaz trying to Violate shit without us man huh? I told these niggaz man a piece of the pie come in the game We want in man, Franchise
his life in wit gripes wit the world I need to be high, cope ice girl Fuck a price girl with no problems at all, i'm ready to ball, On call killer from
