murder, nigga I'm born to kill Represent, show niggaz the deal I'm packing my blue steel, keeping it real 'Cause niggaz were born to kill Represent
(feat. LaShonda) [Chorus: x2] Represent, show niggaz the deal I'm packing my blue steel, keeping it real Cause niggaz were born to kill [Lil Fame]
Tradução: RP. Born 2 Kill.
Tradução: RP. Nacido el 2 de [Mix jazz] Mata.
'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home
I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherf**kin' target n*gga D-B-L-O-C-K he spray The hawk'll find a nice home
: [2Pac] A military mind nigga A military mind mean money A criminal grind nigga A criminal grind mean hustle You know [Chorus: 2Pac (repeat 2
at times it seems, gold credit cards we get that ass, went from bennies to bossalini's, collectin cash, they whistlin, I'm glistin like Sammy Davis, born
the age of thirteen A microphone fiend, so I'm goin to see my P.O. It's August the 1st, so I guess I'm a Leo My P.O., look like Vanessa Del Rio She pulled
Eazy-E, to D.O.C., to D.P.G. started from that S.O.B., D.R.E. Like Dub-C I'm rich rollin, pistol holdin Pockets swoll nigga, that's how I'm rollin Put
they got love for my music Star Wars I'm Han Solo, with three egoes and three charges, I got to "See-three-P.O.'s" This is whoop-yo'-ass-day, the sequel
if a nigga still movin then he holdin it down I had two Jags, but I lost both them bi-tch-es I'm from N.O. the N.O. Yea! [Chorus] (DJ Drama: oh yea,
can't concieve our structures The DPGC, the M-O-B-B, stricly east side and we ride on G.P. Bandanas, hoodies, timbos and chucks Stay mashin on bustas
care what you sayin I'm T.I.P. [Chorus x2] What, what, what Yal still ain't heard Pussy nigga, yal still ain't heard T.I.P., King of the South, shut
my enemies Devil entered me my mind on injury I'm in front of the jury like I'm guilty Shawty tried me so I killed em off G.P. Mom I'm sorry I cant let
you at I'm here now and I'm bangin, kid you softer than the Queen of England Phraseologist natural philosopher wordsmith Authentical metaphorical lyricist Sharp descriptive writer, kill
me, I told you before I wears vest's A born legend by the way of .357 I'm an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e The last man standing