Can I describe what it's like To have sex with the lights on? And would ya feel right if I did ya tonight? And put the bite on? All this and more little
Traduzione: Dead Boys. Tutto questo e altro.
Give me all of that, plus a little bit more And I'm sure fa sho, you gon love our flow We'll steal the show, and have the crowd in a rage And have every
s black and plastic And she doesn't mind, putting these haters in caskets Put a cheddar to cheese, and velveeta I mash quick I came in this game, first
[Intro: Mr. Mixx] YEAHHHHHHH, BA-BYYYY!! It's the boys, we gon' do it like this, one time for ya mind! All the boys in the house ... y'knahmsayin! Repeat
amenities And told all my partners I'm a live for infinity I changed my allegiance with more than a pledge And told all my boys stop mourning the dead
and bred You grew up smart or you wound up dead Things moved fast, but you knew the scoop And your savior was a rhyme and a beat and a rap group A modern
bag I hope I get to lastin in this game of cash. [Verse 6: T-Luni of Cydal] It's paraphanalia not parinoid you fuckin wit a pair of boys that'll pump
/50 Twin:] Me and my twin stood together, then came the crash I got called, saying the judge gave him 45 agg'd That day, the dead were more alive than
hurts me more than any other That's not a kid, that's my little brother Death is walkin the nation, takin boys and girls And all I say to myself is it
And I swear to god, oh my and the devil and the angels ain't missin' shit Broad as the eye can see A black one will rise, and boys so you best watch
with these dirty niggaz, Ball and G? [Hook x4] [Thorough] First of all, know this, I ain't a new nigga So don't act surprised when I come and do niggaz
with my cock take me into the ocean lay me out on her shore wake me when the sun burns out and we'll run forever more we're all gonna die tomorrow the
He's life for all the hip-hop dead [Chorus] Yea, you see we want to talk to the culture I mean, why all the killin' and the fightin' And the fussin' and
all good Got a brand new Chevy trimmed out and all wood Yeah I wish a nigga would yeah I wish a nigga might Everything is all good everything is alright
diamonds, and Rolies, and bracelets, and rings, and necklace, and pendants, and $'s, and chains, and twenties on Bentley's, and Prowlers, and Jaguars Cadillacs, and Benzes, and
We scramble To break MCs that may appreciate it Guided by their envy insecurity and their hatred Separated by the gimmie props technique And a desire to be the tops this
for the CL cartel connects And the crews that came through and left arise well effect Finesse big boys only play with the best It's no regrets being dead broke and