goodnight we stole plenty we spent every penny why not we're young and wrong bonnie and clyde they had nothing on us except for murder money and blood from here on
We stole plenty, we spent every penny Why not we're young and wrong Bonnie and Clyde, they had nothin' on us Except for murder money and blood From here on
Traduzione: US Bombs. Nothin 'On Us.
Jumped on my man's dick Heard he had a twelve inch, now the bitch is lovesick Who's to blame, the guy or the groupie? Heard I was down with D.U., now
and nickel fucking shit up on the grounds Tellin' us to pipe down, it's like talking to a meth head (get it? pipe? meth head? oh hilarity!) Bruce willis on
it up Look at a creepin' on ah come up Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up? Come
them on the microphone Rappers, I ????, they try to bomb on us Radios fear us, we're too predominous It's for the culture, it's for the culture It's for
it's just Caribbean I blow fucking tally on, cause I got money pals on tours Selling big thousand on... crack, smack and Tylenol All I got's the crack option, 031's
soldiers that wanna gang with us Bang with us, hang with us get that No Limit slang with us I came to bust every ass in my way till it's over so get the
with us Can't handle the track like us Don't know a man that can stand with us And no game, you rappers can't handle us [Xun Tsu] Ain't no motherfuckin
There will be books on how to speak it taught in the classroom But to us it's nothing new (naw) You hear it on the avenue Even on the bus, at a barbecue
let's get buck up in the club And all my soldiers, FALL OUT, gangstas, MOB UP All the homies on the block, ante up on the fin, and let's go get us a sack
on repeating) [Verse One:] It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T ("What's my motherfuckin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E Comin thru with a big
setts trips on each so we gone sett trip on u [CHORUS:] Throw your hands in the if u can fuck with us Role blunt blaze it up u can smoke with us Inglewood
I'm thuggin' (What!)What u wan' do, if yo ribs don't bust it Then 20 mo' nigga's follow in hummer's, so ain't nothin' (Look!)17 ward is where I grew up
put u out ya pressure like nobody eva, cuz everytime I shoot nothin befo and betta, and dem slugz get heavy, u'll wait anyday fella, cuz wit murda range, u
