Rolling with my motherfucking strap on the side of me Don't fuck with the east bay g ..repeat three more times Buck 'em down with the clip and the trigga
번역: 스파이스 1. 측면에 스트랩.
번역: 워런 G.. 측면에 스트랩.
[Intro:] Rollin with my muthafuckin strap on the side of me Don't fuck with the East Bay G! [repeat Intro 3 more times.] [Ver 1:] Poke em down with
When it?s on My man there, gat in his hand What you do when you got a master plan, but half don? ran Here?s your chance to prove you love me It?s on
sympathy. It's tight ill, plus I get slight chills when I write wills. Tired of looking at these ugly niggaz with ice grills. No telling what I might feel about my glory. Two sides
stacks Yea, so clumsy wit them racks Though I aim anywhere so clumsy wit the straps Half a life sentence a half on my lap Plus I got half of the task on
Yea, so clumsy wit them racks Though I aim anywhere so clumsy wit the straps Half a life sentence a half on my lap Plus I got half of the task on my
up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Get out the H-K) Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready for war (Fuck!) Word up, our niggas is strapped, ready
they dumps the ammo in you, suspend you in here, hell yeah It's the time that the real niggas live for retaliation Move on 'em, show, improve on 'em All
in my bed The Juvenile Committee's on my side And I'm kickin knowledge on a natural high And I'm feeling strong Yo, take this mic and get the party on
to keep up ballin' when you're on the run I got two kis in my trunk and a shovel Stepped on the one, so now I gots double The shovel's for drama, need
get on a song I *tie coo?* I just went and brought another home Who you stuntin on? I'm never off, I set it off, and you were never on What's there to
been mobbin' all day Drinkin' on some rossa, dyin' off Patrone VIP style, strapped wit my chrome Look around tha club, what do I see Everybody rockin' side to side
with some new shit Then have a gangsta reunion The homie told me, getcha' boogie on youngsta, C-Walk homie Getcha' walk on, C-Walk homie, C-Walk homie Getcha' walk on
in black? Who was dem niggas wit straps? Who was dem niggas that's bustin' back at the goddamn law? (Bone Thugs) Who was dem niggas that Crept On Ah
niggaz so come, come. Mo' victim to tha crome, it's on. Leavin' bodiez strapped up, and I kill 'em all, mo' mo'. Bitch-ass niggaz from tha otha side,
you hunt my victims on a mission Flippin' livin' on a darker side creepin' on your homicide Let my nuts and my gauge hang low now walk on by Boogie Nikke's on
