Therea??s a new lady in the neighborhood. Shea??s a pretty little thing and she looks so good when she cries or lies, I try to drive by her house
Dead cats, dead rats, can?t see what they were at, alright Dead cat in a top hat, wow, sucking on the young man?s blood Wishing he could come, yeah, sucking
Traduzione: The Doors. I gatti morti, topi morti.
You better be creepin But if you beefin, nigga You bout to be sleepin Me and my dogs We don't fuck with you cats Go to the pen Don't fuck with no rats
me, actin' like she miss this Playground just for her to play in the hay around Fringe benefits, make her wanna stay around Money makin' cats with gats who love hood rats
hoop funk follow your nose for these here Fruit Loops You bite like bats if you heard me rap Drop somethin fat on a track and take on thirty cats, you dirty rats
now you're through (Cats, Rats) The search is on, so you just better run And find yourself another way Probably dead, they don't feel a thing To keep them living for another day (Rats
the millions I'm just another rat that made my cheese And you couldn't stand it But what can all the big cats do When all the rats wanna get fat But try
the time oh Lord place your hands upon us It's the meat by selling bricks To building cocaine weak People don't speak where it's rats and 'roaches Cats
be on More than words, YOU HEARD, the actions of speech I seen a lot of things change, like blacks with money Cats say they pack heat, but the boiler'
supposed to cry We live! Amongst the stress and struggle And we know that the beast don't love you! We live! Next door to rats and gats And the cats in
with its choke hold So whats cha'll want, don't dare taunt 'Fore I leave you in back of somebodies restaurant Layin flat with the rats and cats By a cardboard
(feat. 2Pac and Drag-On) [Chorus:] Ain't no other cats got love for me Ain't no cats goin' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats goin' shed blood for me But
't care.. Uh-huh, uh, what Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X) Ain't no other cats got love for me Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats gon' shed
Lord with prayer Petition the Lord with prayer You cannot petition the Lord with prayer Dead cats, dead rats, did you see what they were at, alright Dead
[Verse 1: Spliff Star] Yeah Heh A Flipmode y'all [x4] Hah Heh Hahahaha Yo Yo, Uh I spits rhymes for thug cats Neighborhood drug rats Hardcore Keep it
