Testi:
Mc5 Baby Won T Ya

Baby won't ya please come here? Baby don't ya have no fear Baby won't ya scratch my back? Baby don't ya leave me mad Baby won't ya drive me mad? Baby

about everyone god's great earth offers I won't be getting dressed up to impress your family dear And if I can't wear jeans and sneakers then I won't

i ain't lame c shorty fuck the fame Ya boy won't change so many hoez callin but i don't no they name Cuz imma gotdamn pimp and don't let dat be mistaken

system been set up to hold us back Yeah, Above The Law means that we can do whatever So why don't we stick together? (You got it) [Ice-T] Ice-T rippin

down with the slimmies in the cities that I rock Ooh baby, baby, baby let me love ya Or if you wanna get your freak on, I'll just fuck ya With the Ooh

we and we won't fuck around wit you I do hang wit Dru, I do not be fuckin wit busta niggaz like you Can't trust niggaz in yo crew what to do, I don't

C-P-T and the L-B back again Bring your heat Eiht and Daz with the paper One time won't be gafflin for the caper Can't see me Two black niggas from the

back dunn Cuz where I'm from my niggaz don't play And by the way my niggaz won't say who spit ten in the gun blaze [King Just] Eh-yo I came from the

Without a doubt I've never been tooken out By a nigga, who couldn't figure Yo by a nigga, who couldn't figure Yo by a nigga, who couldn't figure (Brooklyn