Letras:
A Wax L G

't give a shit If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G. [A-Wax] Please believe been a long time since it was a ease to breathe Please believe been a long

Time To Speak Oh That Shit Sounds Nice Mike D Come On And Get It On Y'all Talking Shit About A Mile A Minute Put The Wax On The Table And Let The D.J.

Queen on the wax We the kings on the streets Ain't know where your heart at, look inside And you'll find a entertainer, one of a kind That's way ahead

and keys Sittin' on G's Catch a breeze When I ride by high Sittin' on Tonas Tearing up spots And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners Cause we done chipped 'em all off a

The struggle goes on, you've been warned P.L.O. from here to Lebanon, how many bombs Must we drop in the Ninety-Now Walk a mile in my shoes, get the street

I'm a Westside crook,nigga The forty motherfuckin dollars on my books,nigga I'm not an MC,I'm not a G I mean I'm A-to fuckin-Z and everything in between

free? Just when they thought it was safe I picked up the phone and called it a day I bought a new car, caught a new case, fuck it The harder I walk,

) We're on wax and it concerns ya that's make us eternal like a picture Ya bitch ya, I'll fix ya, raise a rapture ripped ya scripture I'll mac a meal

guide As we go on a ride Hood to hood, chrome, leather, and wood And it feels so good One mornin' I, woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick