Lyrics:
name in vain
I got no time for them tricks, I'm heavy in the game
I wanna be a baller, please
But the bitches and the liquor keep on calling me
I'm
Creo que me equivoqué
La vida es un dilema que sigo sin resolver
Quiero entender que me falta por hacer
1,2,3
1,2,3
1,2,3
yeah I'm going all in
listenin'
Seein' niggas comin' for me, through my diamonds when they glistenin'
Now pay attention, bless me please Father, I'm a ghost
In these killin'
will bring
When we're living in gangster time
Don't call me scar face
Can't interrupt while I'm talking
Or they'll confiscate all your guitars
pockets look void
Destroyed by the need to indulge and enjoy the finer things in life right? (yeah)
Your dignity, your only sacrifice, slim as your
boy
He'll be alright, he's by my side
He's no little boy, he's my pride and joy
Sha la la la Sha la la la, I'm going home.
Sha la la la Sha la la
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn?
Well, don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Did you say that I've got a lot to learn
Well don't think I'm trying not to learn
Since this is the perfect spot to learn
Teach me tonight
Some people might say my life is in a rut
I'm quite happy with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more, but
I'm so happy I can't
a motion picture show
Dancing in Berlin
I want to see you
Dancing in Berlin
East, such a mystery
West, open history
You, just a moment flashing by
a little date to church
La,la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Gimme one more
La, la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la
Take your, honor fast
I'm going
a motion picture show
Dancing in Berlin
I want to see you
Dancing in Berlin
East, such a mystery
West, open history
You, just a moment flashing by
"I'm comin'!"
Now in ninety one, he wanna tax me
I remember, the son of a bitch used to axe me
And hang me by a rope till my neck snapped
Now
I'm single, I like to mingle"
And one more time bust the fresh jingle
In the field of music I'll always pass by
Girls that claim to act so fly
I'm in Hollywood came from Kingston Food
Shorties standing in the streets with tools
Where I'm from we don't play no games
Ain't no April fools, you
Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking
to know
Hey, hey, hey, hey
I sing along when I hear it on the radio now
Now that the years gone by
Yeah, now that I'm on my own
Saw you just
off that polka dot bikini girl
Drink all day play all night
Let's get it poppin' i'm in LA trick!
Drink all day play all night
Let's get it poppin' i'm
the house and get nasty
I spit the real game i rode her in my caddy
When she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if ya tell me you
A player
Holy man tiptoes his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a busload of tourists
Shiny shell suits on and drinking
will bring
When we're living in gangster time
Don't call me scar face
Can't interrupt while I'm talking
Or they'll confiscate all your guitars
by the whips
They keep the heaters near meters
In case you pussies trip
See I?m so gutter and gullie
And I can make it ugly
I know these
, nobody walks in LA
Walkin' in LA
Walkin' in LA, nobody walks in LA
Could it be that the smog's playing tricks on my eyes
Or is a roller skater some kind
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