can take a punch,keep it gutta, cuz I know you cant take one, weak niggas fall and the real niggas stay up. Yeah thats the sound when the pack is around
Traduzione: The Pack. Rombo.
back with the flow Another style from the kid to let you bustas know (Know what?) That I gets busy, it makes em go crazy With a pack of Hennessy, the
of touch with all them bustas in my rear view but see they game, so lame, I can hear through I Hens doggin at the bar, actin real nice (real nice) Six pack
from a the barrel of a four-four Image mixed with the whistles of ? like it was World War III The mic and me are deadly combo rumble rumble crumble So
no reason So prepare yourself, cause it'll be comin straight from the Legion [VERSE 2: Mass Murderer Mike] It's one of them niggas from the Brick Packin
understand So I'm on the low hiding from the average man In a bad savage land I'm rockin' a gas mask With black gats attached to snaps on back packs
found me It make me react react my fucking yammy Now I don't cock, though my mnd is in the sewer I just kick back six pack and then I do 'er But she
Surged most prefered from the verbs and words I finesse, try your best to diagnose, when I host, you get roast, toast Bet grip bra when I rumble, you
pedal to the metal in a monster truck A full tank and a constant rush. [Bliss:] I just jump to the front like a track at Daytona With a super fat 28 pack
Ross on my hip and I got to pack one Just like Little Eazy-E told you and me Nigga never leave the house without packin a gun And that's real leave it
jack niggas, put him in the back wit a blue rag around they snuggle Used to have a huddle of Sicc Made Niggas now it's only me to rumble Eat em up like
Got my hands dirty, I was hidin in a trash heap Hoppin out, knockin out cats, grabbin they ten speed Little boys and the girls, they both pack heat Both
tryin' not to get blam off in a vicious Get message to cheeba, in need of assistance right now [Sonny Cheeba] Then i get the rumble on the hip, i
ain't nobody killin me, I be the Big Gangsta From up North, no pain, no gain Nigga, fuck the fame, slide the chips and serve caine Cos I'ma pack a pistol
heart, ain't nowhere to hide Put yo shit in park, you know these fools will ride [B-Legit] Suicidal if it's vital on these streets of mine And niggas pack
motherfucker didn't play like that. Start the shit the Conflict we attack right away. To be exact now you wanna squash it. Uh-uh it's a rumble only
