Lyrics:
The D.A. got a daughter who be fuckin around with different niggas
D.A. had a nephew who play villain D.A. know the difference
Prosecute the real
D.A. got that dope
D.A. got the dope (hey)
My choppa got the scope (hey)
I'm working mixing coke (hey)
I put my faith in God
But now I'm
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За миниÑтъра на вътрешните работи
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Chillin' in the lot
Taking bumps
With the coke boys
Always switching whips
Cause they think
I’m a dope boy
Never catch a case
Cause the D.A.
Cheaper
our homes
& Do you care?
When the air we breathe kills you when your young
& Do you care?
When Gretta has tears rolling on her face
Do you care? D.A. We
Uh uh
Na na na na na, na na na na na na
Uh uh
Na na na na na, na na na na na na
If the D.A. ask me to tell, I'm like uh uh
They like you want to go
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AGGIE AND THE D.A.
You're bleeding everywhere, throw a plug in there, try and find your panties Aggie, do something with your hair. The crotchless
lehet kiszállni,nem lehet kiszállni.
D.A. Nem lehet kiszállni!
P.A. Nem lehet kiszállni!
D.A. Nem lehet kiszállni!!!!
P.A. Nem lehet kiszállni.
And they're using the lyrics against me when my trial gets ready to start
My songs are being misinterpreted
It ain't nothing but the D.A. trying to prove
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the D.A. man
When I heard this woman singing a song
A pair of forty fives made me open my
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the D.A. man
When I heard this woman singing a song
A pair of forty fives made me open my
(that's a fact)
Streets to the cell
To the D.A. To the mayor
To the P.D. To the prosecutor
I'm a die over my rights and they gone label me a looter
With
Full of people who are doing wrong
Just about to call up the D.A. man
When I heard this woman singing a song
A pair of forty fives made me open my
D.A. gave my cousin two to five, he was just his 16
Gave em all his love and all his trust, he left him on his own
Don't tell me that you love me, go
to tell you
So you know what's crazy
I went to court the other day, the D.A. say she hate me
How you gon' hate me
When me and Lou just took twenty
looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who tried him was lying
A white dude, killed
on a shirt under rip
Ain't got no watch on my wrist I did time in the county
The D.A. tried give me the bid
Ain't on the fence about nothing
I'm wilding in
the D.A. and the popo
Honey Bourbon backwood
I'm rolling up good dro (Gas gas)
Ohh baby you know that I want you (Want you)
Ohh baby you should let me flaunt
then forget them aye
Fuck these laws
Fuck the judge
Fuck the D.A. the whole damn system aye
These niggas say they in the streets hmm
Young nigga must've
When the D.A. read Them, I got nauseous
D.A. gave me all those Fake-ass Charges
Found out I'm a Bvndboy
Now I'm a target
I just had a nigga preach to me
the world straight hoeing
While he looking at centerfolds of pretty girls
Showing they little cooch, gangstas don't die he's living proof
The D.A. who
you murdered
But you dying a slow death denying you told yet
The truth came to light you a fake nigga
You helped the D.A.'s case my nigga
Fuck your life
They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there ain't
another brother bad as me
When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! word
A lil brother
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