Lyrics:
with the cold law
Is what you get for messing with the steel claw
The politicians have forgotten this place
Except for a flying visit in a black
you can either chew it up
Or like an alka-seltzer, dissolve it in a cup
And get this: see the girl on the cover?
You black out, and she becomes your
from wrong
[Chorus]
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line your gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray
speakin' Spanish
No comprende, me no speak no Engle
Here now yo' ass feelin' tingley
Now you're doin' shit like Darryl Stingley
Don't get stung by
as a rock and crazy soft
No jokes, I'm not playin', get his folks
Desert Eagle his dick and put him in a yoke (ah)
And to know for sure, I got wreck
at
And don't forget that H, get you smacked in your face
Got so many sons, I was young, now they half my age
90K out in Portugal, smile on my face, backlit stage
作词 : K2h
作曲 : K2h
First time i saw you on the Wakiki Beach.
Sweet shoulder get my mind you were killin’ me.
My eyes watched u through the window
She’s lurking near by
In the corner of my eye
After all this time not really sure why she’s
Always following me my black cat
She’s got me actin crazy
ain't got nothing to do with rap
Check the facts, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks
Your government's gangster, so cut
bitch, bitch)
Crazy-ass Petey
I'm gon' tell a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you sure can get it
You ain't heard
It's Cash Money and that
knew right from wrong
[Chorus]
Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line your gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by
Countin' up hundreds by the thousand
It's funny I was going crazy not too long ago
Women problems every morning like the Maury show
Swimming upstream
Yeah
Krazy
Uhh huh yeah
(Krazyyy......Yessir)
Crazy crazy crazy don't say I'm lazy (lazy)
Day by day its another daisy (daisy)
Crazy crazy crazy
Wonder why we blaze weed daily smokin marijuana?
Your baby mamma, YOUR MAMMA!
Your baby mamma
I know she freak nasty something like a black Madonna
To get
the door got h*** mad yea they hate my soul but every boss N*** wanna take me out he sent a red eye just to fly me out all black trucks when I travel now
original
True colors step from the melanin
The most high, most try, to get close by
And overthrow I, but choke
With they hopes up high
I circulate
With a little more love.
We are different, she is peaceful
I get up without a shame
I go crazy whenever I want to
She's still good, for goodness' sake.
the cowards came
And ruled with such conviction
Whatever happened been a long time since
Reformed
Violence
Violence
Violence
H-h-h-h-h-Hey!
Well, Shelly died by
school
N-ggas still be in and out of class
S class or the brand new cl5 on them haters
Black paint, chrome trim same color as the logo for the raiders
said she 'bout to go streaking
Niggas 'bout to go to missin', niggas 'bout to go to deacons
Niggas 'bout to get high as airmen from Tuskegee
Niggas
base kids
So tHe gun is wHo my role model is
The illest crip in the biz
Look, I'm never Half of my steppin'
I never not witH my weapon
So you'll get got
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
ain't up niggaaa
[Verse 1 - Lil' Flip]
The 4-5 on my lap when I'm in the trap hood
Blueberry by the pound, now where did you get that? (smoked it)
I
dressed to kill
For the h*es showin' the toes
With extra heels (man)
I gotta get in, I drove here
With a carload of bitches
Charged on Belvedere
My
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