Lyrics:
I had a dream last night we
Drove out to see Las Vegas
We lost ourselves in the bright lights
I wish you could have seen us
Beggin' for change
KXNG CROOKED, Eastside, Long Beach, California
My name is KXNG CROOKED
I snap on you rappers often
When I'm spazzin' I'm just gettin' my
it)
Even though you on papers, gotta keep a gun, brodie, don't drive crazy (let's get it)
I just beat the same gun case with the same lawyer that Nine
slide swerve on them thangs (On 'em thangs)
Man that California sunshine always feels great
Just another day, just another day
Either in the Bay or in LA
tote it but you know my niggas keep a gun
Diamonds, shinin, shinin' on my necklace got these bitches sprung
Brand new Rollie on my arm and it's a 41
drive-by?
T'es trop jeune gars, pose ton gun
Avant que ne sonne le glas
Où bien ne résonnent les pas de celui qui va te mettre au pas
Joue pas les
son las noches
En california
Eso lo sabes why asta de sobra
Why si me entiendes
Lavanta ese trago de tequila
Mientras que bailo why bebo
En esta noche
with this shit, boy
I'm certified, certified with this shit
I've been livin' in the moment
Rockin' shows and record
My bags and my guns' always
What is this place?
What has it become?
The kids are fucking stupid
The adults are dumb
My fingers keep shaking but I'm holding a gun
Right
La to the chi thing
Yeah
Cross my heart and hope to die
Took too much like overbite
California flights overnight
Quick with it the hand is sleight
a gun
Fall victim to what I fear
Get up, stay by me, not poison
I'd watch while you leave, so broken
I'd be what you need for a moment
And you watch as I
On God
City of the rose now Pasadena California yeah we on now
On God
From the city of the rose, I did a lot stuck to the code.
This don't bend, don't even
The outlaw’s passin’ by
We really ain’t so different
Got six shots at our side
He pulled up right beside me
He said, “Son you best beware”
A California Exiting
the things I'd done
If my daddy didn't have those guns
Down by the river I was not at peace
So I crawled to the ocean on my knees
If you're heading out
lover with a gun six string and a beer by his side
So have yourself another round
And lay them shiny glasses down
And think about how it all went black
faking
And you don't ever seem'em 'round
Boys forever vacant
I was raised by the G's, if you fear it
Face it
Cause when it’s on, hood a scary movie
When I was a kid, I rode crates on a skate
And I ate everything mama put on my plate
Niggas walked around packin' BB guns
Knock on your door
a maniac but I keep control
I'mma roam with a gun for your booty hole
Tengo destreza mi don es bestial
Uso la técnica para liquidar
A todos aquellos que
break down
Cause this liquor breaking me on down
From Long Beach, California
Mister Jairus JMo Mozee mozee
First Imma start with my nigga Al Mac
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking
Waves like California
We just left the party
We're just tryna' kick it
Not fuck with nobody
Living for the moment
Just having a good time
Celebrating
I'm so enamored by you
Let me show you what this stamina do
I need you all up on my camera too
So there's proof of the damage you, oh god damnit you
.jpg/300px-GNR_London_Stadium_2017_3_(cropped).jpg "Guns N' Roses")
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