Lyrics:
I'm in Dubai
I Cant keep away from you I'm just like a spy
Prada wear black gotta gun FBI
Surrounded by fans but you is on my mind
Just give me one
the bitch up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
Niggas yelling ha's and ho's we dumping out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
remember
That Chace told ya
The nation is infected by LA gang culture
I’m an all-game reporter live from the center
Where respected as an artist
ntaya mon frere 7na mashi PNL
Sans cesse lsani gun
Ytiri f ayi wld lmra bgha ydor bia
La jamais yqdar
Cinephiles wlah isr3o ayi dor
Nta fster wahd ghan
imma do, consider it done
Cuz I won’t stop till the plan is complete
Man of my word, I’m second to none
You live by the gun, you die by the gun
I’m
u say
U gotta watch what do
Cause we ain't got time to play
En estos tiempos que yo vivo
A la verdad que vivo bien aborrecio
Loco por dejarle el
gun to my head
There's just got too much going on to be bothered by them
Gotta clean out the roaches
While we seizing the moment
While they wish I was
When it came to be
Swallowed by the masses
All the eyes can see
Through the closed eyelids
La historia
La historia
La historia
La historia
La
John on the beat, by the way
Bitch I'm unlike most, keep a gun right close
Put my shooter on green, he'll blow
Even on a red light, he'll go
Pull
arrecife (Nadando en el arrecife)
Sanando las cicatrices (Sanando la cicatrices)
That's why it's just good to always have your game gun always loaded
wandering by
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) funny how
Time flies
wandering by
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) funny how
Time flies
mis negros todos son blancos menos el zapto, es peruano,
origen gaelico-franco, calle en las benas, como su hermano
su padre se pasa bebiendo, a él
first
(I hope they ready)
A lot of p**** n**** talk like bro
Little runnin' they mouth
That is till run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
And I might just snap the piss,
Out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah!)
Y'all pussy-ass niggas
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
in his arms, broken
A young mind distorted emotions, is there an upside?
His brother got murdered up North by milletas
Ma-ma, battlin', cancer,
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
to come and fuck with me
It's Aftermath here now
Shady Records got it locked
La-la-la-la-la-la-locked
Penitentiaries is packed with promise makers
problemi non ne ho
Vivo il mio momento in mezzo a tanti se
Mi chiedo se il destino ha deciso giá per me
Adesso sono sveglio e distinguo la realtá
Il mondo
circus sideshow of
Freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call LA
The only way to fix it is to flush it all away.
Any fucking time. Any fucking day.
a vacation from this
Bullshit three ring circus
Sideshow of freaks
Here in this hopeless fucking hole we call L.A.
The only way to fix it is to flush it
finished talkin 'bout it
Till ya top gone nigga
Dissin my crew you catch hot ones
I'm hot son
Yo that's why I carry hot guns i'm on a
Beach in LA fuckin' fly
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