Lyrics:
side you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's house?
It
eyes don't really see
Clouded by the hatred that was once love
You picked your side
Hope it comes with all you which for
Live by the gun, died by
can I do?
One life to live but I got nothin' to lose
Just me and you on a one way trip to prison
Sellin' drugs, we all wrapped up in this livin' life
a gun and learn how to fight
All thru the day and all thru the night
'Til come the day when the last fight's won
I want you to listen, son
'Cos Mao
get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck
get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck
get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck
from a planet a long way from here,
And I bring a message for mankind to hear",
And suddenly the sweetest music, filled the air,
And it went la la la la
pull the trigger quickly and with sweet abandon
It's like I'm angry at a choc ice the way I squeeze the magnum
I've definitely got a gun, I've
puedes quemar
Porque cuando salga el sol
Solo pensaré en la rumba y alcohol
Te dolerá saber que no tienes control
Dime, si me voy te dolería
Decide
You’re taken back
By the challenges your gonna have
Pacing the race
Emotions got you high at stake
So risk it all
Would know it if you didn’t
little bitch
(Make sure you bring it 'Pac)
Around the way type shit
(Ayy yo 'Pac do that shit Westside style)
All them little hidden words in your raps
All
the neighborhood yea
Where niggas cant stay if his name ain't good
All the way from the bay to L.A. Inglewood
This is how it is when you're living in California
La-love me all the way to Rio (Desi girl)
I'm feeling so exotic
Tumko jo dekha maine, toh maine ye jaan liya hai
Pardesi babu ne, iss desi dil ko maan
were legends
Bill was the best of the bold
Bad men all feared him way back in his day
But he was now growing old.
Into Bill's town rode an outlaw
He
Buck 89 on the boards, what up buck
Word to god, Hussein, what up nigga
Haha, life is good, a yo
It's a reality that, all the real niggas
Have
probably the hardest verse that I ever recite
I'm in the studio with a gun in my neck it's all right
Surrounded by gangsters, I don't know how they got here
freedom to go about saving the earth and the ozone, we should start by paying all those dirt-poor coca farmers in South America and out-of-work loggers in
get the gun for the murder
Mo' horror! Why? They did it all, pause for the cause
And I finna to pull a 9 or pistol, and lit a nigga with mine
Fuck
moneyman
(Chorus: Ice-T)
Rock your hammers back cussers that's the way that we ball
Rims so fat, looks will digitise it all
Get your moneyman lock your
(We are soldiers after all, down by honor we won't fall
After all, all, all, all, all....)
[Christ Bearer]
When them guns go off, bitches hit
tribal
It's all about survival, it's nobody liable
I got caught by five oh
Grandmama came to court with her Bible
But when the judge hit the gavel
Now I'm
Hands up
Hands up
Guns down
R.I.P. Jelan Moreira
Hands up, guns down
Some way, some how
Rome wasn't built in a day
Brick by brick I got a City 2 Save
fiends and that fairydust
All them fiends with the fairytales
I don't care, stop lying about the way it started
It's a shame what you are but you came
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