to rockin' lightly Deep, deep down that's where I belong Sweet street light never done me no wrong I'm goin' back, back, back to the city So beware
Traduzione: Guess Who. Back To The City.
bang, bang, duck quick I guess you rookies tough shit, cause you bust clips But suck dick Cause a kid got his cap pealed The rap deal, from the phonies who
you! [Nate Dogg] Every other city we go, every other vi-de-o (It's all about you) No matter where I go, I see the same hoe Every other city we
He strays like a pig who don't fly straight in the pen playin foul and third rate Take a step back and meet your maker See play your Maytag statistic
the gin and juice Straight hustlin and immediately clockin Hoes ( ? ) and started jockin Just like Loc said, who gives a fuck 415 in your face, you better duck Cause Loc's got my back
hits one by one Now I got to thinkin who this cat could be, and what the hell is goin on Yeller turned around and who was starin at him, the lady that
to be an individual instead of running with a pack 'cause the lone wolf never get his hoof scoofed if he got his own back I got my own back now.. if
s fear me but it's important everybody hear me as i tell you about the unwanted man who got blunted and took what he can and he ran from city to city
personal friends Since the beginning, it seems like it never ends The story, ancient as lyrical allegory and it's all gory The Little Shop of City Hall Horrors Who
felony walkin out the front do' (Right) Ain't a motherfucker I gotta change fo' (Right) Therefore I'm a be this way until I go [Verse 1]: Lloyd Banks Yeah! Guess who
deep Them bitches tonguin' in the back I'm gettin' some head up in the frontseat She like, "I got this" you control the cockpit While her partners in the back
great lengths To open my legs up to anyone who'll have me It runs in the family, I come by it honestly Do what you want 'cause who knows it might fill
arm Here comes little naked me Padding up to the bathroom door to find little naked you Slumped on the bathroom floor So I guess I'll just stand here with my back
starter jacket Back in sixth grade, walked with a switch and got a switch blade A badass chick can turn your badass bitch-made I want a "Gangsta Bitch" like Apache says Who
loved my starter jacket Back in sixth grade, walked with a switch and got a switch blade A badass chick can turn your badass bitch-made I want a "Gangsta Bitch" like Apache says Who
the chalice The weak we em-barr-ass, showin no pity on your city We either play you live or have you taped in like MIDI (who) The Brick City Committee
Who tag and paint walls with aerosol lost city from Minneapolis to St. Paul -This goes to those *Who flip the b-boy acrobatics -And this goes to those *Who
