the day's to the late 80's When I dropped the gang stuff, drunk, and dirty young niggers Crazy, but now were kickin it in the 90's And cruew st. is where
I like bean burritos from taco bell I like trippin on acid with dick vitale My hair ain't plastic and my clothes aren't clashin' I write my rhymes on a schooner in a 90
Like V-90, Master P, Boz and Big Man My little homies posted up Some hang, hang and some slanging, others gang banging I'm trying to make it out the hood with this gangsta
the ETG and oh yeah Baby Ken Dawg From the Westside Four-O's got love for Short And my homeboy J-Ball from the seven four [Incomprehensible] from that gang And the homeboy Tracy D from the big bad ass ese gang
laws, defined many, show skills of a rider when few was thick Revolved around forty-four niggaz for the rep Sweat the whole block with the Mack-90, automatic
-c-e And everybody in the ghetto use nicknames Like v-90, master p, boz, and big man My little homies posted up Some hang, hang, and some slangin' Others gang
back in my heavy Chevy hit my weed, dash, and laugh So check my staff, Dayton Ave, the feds tryin to indite us, We claim hits like terrorists that gang
me Never miss what you had 'til it's gone Yeah, y'all gone miss me Y'all gone miss me Yeah, y'all gone miss me Hmm, who that nigga that brought you that gangsta
went on i kept on thuging breaking laws mugging muthafuckers serving robery and j ho fuck you wannas when im screaming when im leaving ---- up 90 days
Knock knock [bg knocc out] Who's there ? [dresta] Well it's the gang s-t-a-ster [bg knocc out] The gangsta who ? [dresta] Yo it's your brother gangsta
listen to the people behind talking talking its my kind of favorite just like you love to watch the peepshow yeah mabie in a 1920 Buick mabie in the 90
ribs touching New gutter smacks replacing the whole Dutchman Loose Mamis fucking, they definite land mines Dudes with no right hustle throwing gang signs
me man? No I don't think so I've got killers on the payroll, if there's a problem then say so I make dough until there's none left I run with plenty gangs
cease, on the rise like yeast A parvay lex piece, and I keep my khaki's creased Mack 10 is the lick, and ya know what my set be Connect gang from the
the rise like yeast A parvay lex piece, and I keep my khaki's creased Mack 10 is the lick, and ya know what my set be Connect gang from the west, nigga
. Lady bitch ray ich fick diese schlampe, weil sie auf gangster macht, wie zivilbeamte. Hor im intro wie der king flowt, es ist sinnlos, ich bin puffganger, farid gang
just a baby See me in the flick as a Rick, I had to maybe with me All these niggas stay in the 90's, getting rich Rick Ruler robe on with rings, walking
Schellen, so wie dein Vater Ihr seid nur Rapper, die sich gerne fur einen Schwanz bucken Keiner kann uns ficken Das sind 90 Kilo Bankdrucken Komm mit deiner Gang