번역: 미스터 Schnabel. 체인 갱 속어.
Man - I know that you're out in the crowd And I feel how you burn your hate in my soul It's like I'd have my hand in your coat And feel the stainless
dat nigga up. [Chorus] - 2X If you hoes wanna go dere We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta. (Boom, boom, boom wit da trigga, I
For a little peace in any season I'd give up anything but your love I don't want to trade just to be happy That's only playin' anyway But if I dream
I guess you think it's fun to laugh at her expense And point out each mistake she makes in front of all your friends You figure she'll let it go by 'cause
Nothing is ever lost we just lose sight along the way As the sun melts the frost, and it?s light will heal the day Turning everything to hate is the weight
I could deal with the honey i could double over from the sting now my hands in the hive i didnt choose this you say it lives behind a desk i say
't no hoes you fuckin' with. Touched down and got with the realest niggas in the town. Now look who's in the Suave House, yes it's truly-yours, Mister
you guys at all, the whole time she was here Let's break out the bottle, the party's just begun We're havin' us a family reunion Here comes ole mister
pussy pop Lick shots for the pussy pop, pop pop! [Jayo Felony] Well, you gotta pop the pussy, get rid of the next with a name on your gums It's the ?Bidulo Gang
I had a job, I had a girl I had something going, mister, in this world I got laid off down at the lumber yard Our love went bad, times got hard Now
I hold a red flag and watch the traffic pass me by In my head I keep a picture of a pretty little miss Someday, mister, I'm gonna lead a better life
eyes low Cant wait to see whats in the future but I drive slow And wait for the picture, hate it now they say and I can miss like mister All of the smoking
] Such an untouchable, You followin rottweiler with the high alcohol tolerance, Killas, gorrillas in the mist with this, Mister mischevious, Its
while I'm stuttin on my Gixer Mouth full of swishers or ridin with ya sister(wooo) Or Six david beckhams or a trunk full of kickers(hahaha) Take a picture of the mister
you used to stash dope in a sea coach, couldn't play sweet though You know the Kiss, on the low in the mist Blowin' roach and sipping Red Ally and Moe
sides ride till I die never ask me why (why) Murdering all my enemies watching them die Open up your eyes cause Capone-E's full of pride Bang bang gang
Gang bang. Pissed off. Swang thangs. Shit talk. Southwest. Street hood. Spit on. Ripped off. No hoes. Pro wings. No real. Gold rings. Lips swoll. Chin