too much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I comewar games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance
much, To pick up a gun and shoot a stranger, But I've got no choice so here I come war games. I'm up on the hills, playing little boy soldiers, Reconnaissance
and so is Washington Come out on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come up on the hills with the little boy soldiers Come out on the hills by little boy soldiers
Traduzione: Jam. Little Boy Soldiers.
[Intro:] I've been drinkin [x6] (Shit, Layzie Bone, Big Tubby... this your boy Layzie Bone) [Chorus x2: Thin C (Layzie)] I've been drinkin and you'
it's fucked up, and I don't see either one of us budging [Verse] I'm withholding my anger Though I'd like to be the strangler Of this punk ass little
Murda Inc do your thing motherfuckers You unleased on a team who expects nothing less then RnB coming from that regime Regime is a little extreme neck to neck with soldiers
little girl's name in a song again! Fuckin' punk pussy little bitch! I'll fuck you up boy! Never! Never in your muthafuckin life! I'll choke the shit outchu little
Jam, they gonna flop him And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building, its okay I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, these little knees Who
nine shots Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose Call me Goldie, I'll smack your bitch too! [Lil' Wayne] 504 gangsta, New Orleans soldier Bangin
Def Jam, they gonna flop him And Reggaeton ain't hot in the building, its okay I get it poppin' Back to the forest trees for deep, these little knees
like an animal, tryin to survive Striving for a better tomorrow, the world's full of terror and sorrow Tears drop from a little baby boy or girl While
time this one's for fun Blow you to pieces, leave you covered in feces with one thesis ("LL Cool J is hard") Every little boy wanna pick up the mic and
in the room Shit's just there, like and now your boy here [Jiz] We hot like June, gon' drop real soon let 'em know that Queens in the house We jam ride
who we are! Got no time for waiting [Verse 1: Sabre] I'm looking for that green light, and stacks with the rubber bands Different presidents same colour, once they hear my jam
your jam out boy Make it all count don't let it sway You've got to take it to a level That in time breaks the fall Throw your jam out boy You've got to
them super fly fish tags full of tash That's how we do it, hustle fluit runnin through my veins I got soldiers that'll dump for a little change... [Carlos
not worried about who's the bigger man Z-Ro, my nigga man, Pharoah, the Killa Klan I'm Black Mike, Network for life, ain't no realer jam (Chorus) We
