you slack in my rap, I could've macked your mother But life is too $hort so I kept it undercover I'm so damn hard, on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping
Tradução: Sunset Boulevard banda sonora. Volver a la casa de la puesta del sol.
Tradução: Sunset Boulevard banda sonora. En la casa de la puesta del sol.
Tradução: Sunset Boulevard banda sonora. Víspera de Año Nuevo (Volver a la casa de la puesta del sol).
cut you slack in my rap, I could've macked your mother But Life is Too $hort so I kept it undercover I'm so damn hard, on the boulevard Hoes ain't tripping
nigga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams Chrenshaw boulevard chilling
t want me around no more Cause I hold the record for the most fiends roamin the boulevard And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me behind the wheel of
a nigga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams Chrenshaw boulevard chilling
got some real thug stories! [Krayzie Bone] I knew this nigga that used to be large on the boulevard This nigga was ballin y'all, big house driveway full
There were no keys no guards Just one frightened man and some old shadows for bars Well now all that?s sure on the boulevard Is that life is just a house
you hear KRS in the house Just run and get our ticket. Because when you come into the jam, The party will be kickin?. All the wic wacs and DJ?s in the house
Get out, Get out, Get out You see the sun go down on the quiet town Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey You fall asleep to the traffic on the boulevard
every house and on every street And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard Their names are written in concrete Don't tread on Greta Garbo As you walk down the Boulevard
me The Boogeyman In that slow lane, what is your whole name? I forgot this ho's name, I'll call her Louise Lane Up on that boulevard, 24's rotate Ice
you fags undastata (?) [Jayo (verse two)] There is sa-lethal in the gas chamber I'm full of anger, nigga the west is in the house But you still in for
of the ninth And I'm never gonna win This life hasn't turned out Quite the way I want it to be (Tell me what you want) I want a brand new house On
: Got a picture of your house And your standing by the door Its black and white and faded And its looking pretty worn See the factory that i worked
