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번역: 화신. 리빙 'Loc'd.
번역: Badlees. 리빙 'Loc'd.
we livin?) Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (word up!) Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (yo, how we livin?) Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (fuck that!) Livin
La da da da dah It's the motherfuckin' D O double G La da da da dah You know I'm mobbin' with the DRE You know who's back up in this motherfucker What
Kurupt, Daz Dilly this for the West Coast side, Young Gotti Don't forget about Tray Deee and Slip Capone This for the West Coast one, ha, ha Saggin', nigga G'd
fuck, tryin' to understand it That's why I stay focused thugging and loc'dus Stacking my bricks till I form the fifth, momma never said it'd be like
loop but we dont let it phase. Raisin these babies through it. We never run away from responsibility, but where you goin? Youre gonna have to face the music anyway. Livin
Is what he said to a loc as I dipped on out Or as we say on the Eastside, you cripped on out See the sunshine and palm trees, livin' it up Don't forget
, this Street's 101 I'm fin ta give u half a pound of J-Kwon And a quarter bird of Track Boy Music Hey hey hey Now all my life, dirty, I been livin',
gangsta's makin' money, never been a scrub Whattchu know about sellin' dope? But the only thing you good for now is droppin' the soap Goldie Loc, Tray
[Snoop Dogg] La-da-da-da-dahh It's the motherfuckin D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!) La-da-da-da-dahh You know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E. (YEAH YEAH YEAH You
faker So fill the alazhay with a chaser 'Bout to get murdered for the paper E D I, I mean post the scene of the caper Like a loc, with little Ceas' in
smokin' But really you can't get down, what is it? An exchange problem 'Cause whenever I'm bustin' it's like a full heart stopper Dalima, Tech N9ne, Kaliko with D-Loc
And poor folks no joke, loc loc Blaze a sack loc, bust a back stroke And pop ya motherfuckin' collar till ya break ya back loc [Chorus with Master P &
the block, I won't stop, livin' lavish, makin' hoe ass niggas vanish, If the snaps are over your scalp, then I come to bust your fuckin' cabbage, Like j.y.d
've seen places and faces And things you ain't never thought about thinking If you ain't peek then you must be drinking and smokin Pretending not to loc
