XL, C-Murder [Hook:] Started small time, started small time Started small time, (look at me) I'm a baller Started small time, started small time Look
Traduzione: C-Murder. Iniziato Small Time.
Laureate is reserved for the name G My lyricism amplifies every letter written +Rip the Jacker+ spittin' inside a Zero Vector System Murder murder murder
me for all my sins My hood my crew, we do what G's do Best believe I'ma ride for TRU, that's my crew Started small time, dope game dope mayn cocaine
murder On my mind and it just don't quit Roll into your hood doing a gang of gangsta shit Suckas come up missing and they never be found Only time to ??
C. and O.J. (y'all niggaz crazy!) I runs up on you in broad days, I'm a Loose Link I carry's the Heaterz, always Small timers, get left for dead in the
In a Honda station wagon Was braggin About how much loot and crack he stackin Rock had a grip so they formed up a clique Small crew 'Round the time I
to have to whistle for sales And now I cop work every tip of the scales And I can make money for bait, sittin' in jail Walk by the C.O., hittin' an L
to walk a little bit like this I say I hate rap promoters I start to motor Talk from Southside to North Minnesota Dre gramm of yea with a small cup of
Willendorf Around 2000 B.C. Southern Russians migrate in small units Those who travel West populated Europe Those who went East settled in Iran, known as Aryans 1500 B.C
a TRU nigga and I'm livin' like some hustlers [Chorus] [Master P:] Don't play no games Y'all check this shit out I started small time dope game, neighborhood
on man, this is Lonely Island. People are countin' on us. I gotta write all these motherfuckers myself- Hey yo, I think I broke my dick in the sink, It's so small
I started small time, dope game, pushin' on the corner Twenty cent cook up, fifty flippers if you want 'em Full of formaldehyde, my clothes wreakin' marijuana
old set Heh, the small timers see me so they jet Buildin one-twenty-eight I got myself a bag and I can't wait To cut em up small to make a profit Niggaz
a Honda station Wagon was braggin' about how much loot and crack he stackin' Rock had a grip, so they formed up a clique The small crew 'round the time
caravan on my way to Maryland With my man Two-Tecs to take over this projects They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs And when he start to bust he like
a vert/on ther corner doin the same s**t/ She sayin/You told me things/and I believed them all/ They stay together/got a condo up in C.C./ A water bed
