with that Lil' O, better known as Fat Rat with the cheese Triggas squeeze, on all the South's enemies with ease [Hook x2] [Lil' O:] I hit your block
Traduzione: Lil 'O. Sanguinare.
mutha fuckin' Mac-10 cuz them P.D.'s they will bleed in my back pocket is a Radio Shack C.B. watchin' my back be lil Steve, signal me when they leave
(feat. Snoop Dogg) [50 talkin:] It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me [Chorus (50 cent):] Everytime I come
(feat. Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz) [Intro] 5-4... 5-4... 5-4... 5-4... 5-4... [Repeated several times] YEEEEEEEEEEAAA! [Chorus x2] We gon' hustle
got Heard the mack was talkin this and that bout some of my incidents Said I smoke and snatchin purses you heard this lil EZ told me Bitch clonin little
Wish Bone}] Time after time, everywhere I look, everywhere I turn, niggas talkin bout death. Like a nigga can't dream of nuthin else, but a lil bit of
Siccmade fam Uh, Uh again?, God damn [CO] These niggaz talk alot of shit but don't really know about C-O That sneaky motherfucka hit ya ass like ya P-O
(feat. Lil Boosie) [Lil Boosie] Walk across that dirty track At two o'clock a.m. flat Strapped, snatched a dirty gat Anything move, then murder that
Hot Boy baby, time reveal And I'm momma's oldest boy, papa's first seed But poppa's not real, he don't bleed what I bleed I'm nineteen strong, a kid with
I brought me a deuce-deuce Back pocket action feels like it's meant to be there Run up on me playa where you stand you goin bleed there Yeah, that's the
my fits M.O.B. you know that we thoed We bout to reload, unlock and explode Y.S.P. you know it don't stop This here for Lil' Pop, we stay on the block
, I'm bout my bread sticks Females y'all call chickenheads, we call head-chicks And they only boppers, cause they heard we bled bricks Splitting up O'
D-O Fuck around with the scarface hit em in the neck like casino What they wanna G-O, fill em all with bullet holes Let a mothafucka bleed hit em up with
South stays on my mind I'm a grown man and everything is fine [David Banner] Nobody gives a damn about my place of o-rigin Jacktown, rounds of empty
sweet Head lookin' like some fried ground meat Collide with the four-five heat, and let the snub nose reek Bitches love me cause I sound so street O.
pain Only loyal was remained Nortern calis my turrain NSH is what I claim Got you haters in my range Cockin back and taking aim [Lil Coner:] Lil dude
never see the street again [Lil Fame] See him in the next life cause thats where were gon meet again And if it goes down then, you gon bleed again Any
