번역: 빅 시티 록. 위의 모든.
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when things go wrong Somebody's love is always there to guide you And make you strong, oh Lord Lord, I have a friend, He's above all others His love
I began one A-all white bricks I'm straight like it's jumpin' back to thirty-six nigga Big house, long hallways, got ten bathrooms, I can shit all day
motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all
run the city, show no pity I'm the witty one, Frank's the crook from the Brook' Matty broke the neck of your coke connect No respect squeeze off 'til all y'all
goin through, fuck your hood Mother fuck a bitch, hoe get your heels kickin And all my real motherfuckers know it's all in the good And all you niggas
speakin' of Peace to all the gangsters 'cuz I gotta lotta love Gotta lotta love Yo, this is goin' out to all the gangbangers All over South Central, Watts, Inglewood All
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round I got pent house walls I stay high above your ass And I can see it all
Doesn't really feel like Christmas at all Up above, candles on air flicker Oh, they flicker and they float And I'm up here holdin' on To all those chandeliers
y'all Baby you're fired, your girlfriend hired But if you don't mind I'ma keep you on call We above the law, we don't give a fuck 'bout y'all I got
trips and parties all over the world. This is music which defies definition, but has a sound all of its own. The only thing we can tell you it is
down I found the edges of the mattress start to levitate The next thing I knew we were above the city gates Rised over steeple tops and all I can think
All the way from the virgin islands [Rock City] Fresh off the leash Fresh off the streets Same timin so I guess you can say Im fresh off the beach If theres 5 best rappers Homie lets all
This is Santa's big scene and above all This bustle you will hear, oh, oh, ooh (Silver bells) Silver bells, silver bells It's Christmas time in the city
more Well she moved from the country down to the city Where the scene was dark And the street was gritty In the hustle and bustle and all the commotion
This following program is dedicated To the city and people of San Francisco Who may not know it but they are beautiful And so is their city this is a
