could not faze me I only wanna let you know Bitch is back Right on track Bitch is back I like it like that, yes I do Bitch There ain't no justice,
Перевод: LA Guns. Сука Is Back.
the dro' in the L and inhale smoke again I refuse to go back to bein' poor again I'd rather sell dimes outside of the corner store again Put the guns
pass me shit I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch They say the good die young, all that mean to me is that the hood die young, we call
is a big gun and a Coupe that's crazy quick A nice house with five rooms, maybe six A town where money is coming, eighty bricks Break 'em down to all twenties, is
Who are down there at the west, A grew up by drive-by's and L.A gangsta's, So what the fuck do you know about being a gangsta? What the fuck do you
had to get behind a nigga like me They must thind I'm a gee they both walk up with the g. l. o. c. (Freeze! There was a robbery and the nigger looked
bangin' bitches backs out I feel like the last child Throwin' bricks at a glasshouse Poppin' and puffin' till I pass out (Caddillac Tah) This gangsta shit is
kid fucked up the fucking problem Bitch you don't know that Koopsta Knicca is a murder robber Got yo motherfucking brother in the back seat Sweat drippin' off his neck son of bitch
eat shit, you'll step off Six is your beatdown, your title is seven Takin out your four man crew makes eleven By the twelveth I go for self Rockin L.A
black man, with a pedigree of excellence Together we rise, no time for seperateness My grandfather Snake was a Jake, or a jack of a smack to a bird who
in a bit of a jam Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let's see how Rob B.O. handles this one Bad boys watch ya backs, watch ya backs
rich West Side's up - L.A., nigga bounce all day Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no bitch or pimp Nightmares of bein' broke keep me flowin' like
nigga is real (Dirty South) Gangsta Rap got mass appeal Little white boys in the 'burbs got heat A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict ! Eliminate
guns they'll never find My Lethal Weapon's my mind "A lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A
the niggas in the back of the club with the Moet Bitches, shrimps, mackin' like pimps Wearin' fly shit you never seen before I turn a angel to a whore
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
m from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get
