eight months, son Checked my pockets, but I knew I had none They took away my license They said I can't drive Said that I should thank them I'm "lucky
Tradução: DRI. Una vez más Busted.
mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [Chorus] [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my
know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record don
witta motherfuckin gun I breaks em off, I breaks em off yeah I breaks em off, I breaks em off yeah I breaks em off but I ain't speakin about between
from fuckin' with' the D-R-E. I got my eyes on the shit unfolding. And there ain't gonna be no trippin' Cause they know the type of shit that I be holding
South Central {*LOUD SCREAM*} Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown-ass ignorant men with hair-triggers again (Hehe) You and what army could harm me? D-R
't you never say my little girl's name in a song again! Fuckin' punk pussy little bitch! I'll fuck you up boy! Never! Never in your muthafuckin life! I
i shot a gay preacher I dident do my homework so i shot my teacher I dropped out the next day fuck a g.e.d Then i went and clowned the industry with ICP
it disease, but baby I'm just weeded, heated blazon, for those P.O.D'ed Hypno n moet jewel, for the few gon get the glee ton All we r is Mo Thug, taking
enemy enemies, enemy, when will I see? enemies, enemy R.I.P. [Verse Two:] Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya? J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda
come to the nut buster Pussy crusher, black nasty motherfucker I don't chase em, I replace em and if I'm caressin em, I'm undressin em Fuck whatcha heard
the L-I-L to the R-O- to the B "Lil Rob", say it for me loud. How come I say my name so much? Because I'm proud like the impressions Along with Curtis Mayfield too ... I
-I-L R-O-B, S-A-N D-I-E-G-O [Chorus] S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G
that's when I'll stop [Chorus] Remember when I was younger I would hunger for the chance to be a star Here we are, how bizarre, how far Will I take it, will I make it, have I
L-I-L R-O-B, S-A-N D-I-E-G-O [Chorus] S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-