Traduzione: Johnny Diesel. I Wanna Fuck Me Some Hoes.
Traduzione: Johnny Hoes. Hand In Hand compagni.
smelling yourself When will you learn that friendship, is better than wealth You need to realize, and check yourself [H.A.W.K.] Friends turn foes, niggas turn hoes
and tombstones get labelled A nigga live for the ice or makin G's off the dice And too many pimps and hoes, this is '98 life And cribs is gettin infiltrated
[Verse 1] Walking down the street with a gangsta limp Hoes on the corner like a O.G. pimp Feelin real good cuz I'm drunk and high Throwin up the hood
system of pimps and hoes I'm sorry that's the way it goes In this particular system everyone's a slave Racist is how they want us to behave White Johnny
'em all And that night, I played the wall Checkin out the fellas, the highs and lows Keepin one eye open, still clockin' the hoes There was one particular
nigga when he was just a young lad Nobody thought he make it up outta the hood, before the gun blast (gun blast) 'Cause Johnny wanted to be a thug runnin
My piece keep hoes on a mission, my piece could cause a collision Caught a reflection from my piece, and almost took my own vision Hoes ain't staring
up weed together Changed our names together, even had seeds together Everyday we used to be together, got tattoos together Drank brews together Fucked hoes
dripped out, Drop the top when I'm flipping out Candy low on 84, (How you know they Fo's?) they poking out Ice Age and Rap-A-Lot, Pimping hoes in the
This is for my Weather People, them clever people Haters should speak against cause they were never equals Drug-fiends, I was happy to beat you What you tell the ex hoes
in "Harlem Nights" ($5 Tuesdays nigga) Uh, yeah and I got on all this ice (woo) I just came from Johnny the Jeweler, better guard your sight (just paid Johnny
Muhammad Some often ask how can this nigga molest the English alphabet in one hundred words or less it ain't the chronic It's all in the mind like Johnny
the East Coast Niggaz be on the grind 'til we bleed toast Hot money, funny how the weed goes Out the nose, 'til we Rosco Pecko training hoes Sneak a peek
ass out of commission Oh boy (Num num num) [E-40] I'm perkin' drunk about a half a liter Liquor stains all over my cut white woman beater Fuck Johnny
hoppin out the limo or either the Lam-B But you niggaz gon' get in 'til you get to Miami GLC gon' be Stone'd as Angie I be Don C., Johnny Patron and me
1] Yeah Well I'ma gat totin' pistol holdin' Nigga on yo damn street Stompin jumpin bumpin And get crunk off in this damn thang Throwin dem bows up at dez hoes
