alone I'm drivin' by your house Though I know you're not at home But I can see you Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and
Ital] Yeh Everywhere I go Nuff gunshot are firin out the ghetto area seen? I haffa watch my back Too much crack seen? Watch yourself cuz nuff home-icide
alone I'm drivin' by your house Though I know you're not at home But I can see you- Your brown skin shinin' in the sun You got your hair combed back and
speak And if all you see Is America's next freak Take me home, take me home, take me home This one's for America's teens And the beach boys rockin'
me When she hears my voice She'll forget all the boys And realize at the summer at the beach Should've been with me out there in Cali I hope the beaches
through Virginia Beach in ALL the machines EYUGH! - He was posse deep, runnin niggaz Jeep Lambos and the Porches ridin back and back through the streets
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the
why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
, I could not compete, with air in my head and lead in my feet. When he came to London the saw, a midnight flit to find another bed. But back home on the beach
you back to the days of old Six-fo Chevys, big fat go Out throw the West with the Gangstas rollin' South Central L.A. : my home We was out the feeling
Mothafucka this is Watts, California, Nickerson Gardens Follow me home back to my project apartment Land of the palm trees, buyin weed we smokin, home
you was wonder the bread Sheek, Zeke, Hell Rell, and I got some in the Feds I contradict what ever the government says For them boys on my back wit them
everywhere Bob's bringing it all back home... Yeah I let the boogie woogie rumble, In the back of Bangalore, I get complaints from Bondi Beach, What?
a clever reply to throw back, shed just seduce them calmly with her beauty always potent, go to the bar and find a new guy to walk back home with, id
chain man the ice in the watch They must not know who I be We got the hood Preston in the building Don't start none wont be none 3x He's back [chorus
but they) But they're all the same (D-da, d-da, da da, da da) Even big, bad bad-boys get scared at night It keeps them safe (At home baby) I'm gonna