Letras:
T O E Shooting Stars

on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or

Don't let Makavelli fool you homey thuggin it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't

and kids in this (you real as, real as shit) Reminiscin on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E). Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo fo the love of money. I

: [Dre] Yeah whattup Detroit? [Snoop] Nu-uh, nu-uh nuh-no he didn't! Ahhh! They didn't do it again, what-what, what-what? Did you shit

mo Negai-dorina no yo do****e fuan?na no? And I don?t know why, and I don?t know why Tsuite kite yo ne I don?t wanna say good bye Good bye, Good bye Mr

five niggaz, went to fo' quick when he went O.T., college life, converted into gangbangin Four niggaz still hangin, years passed and slang changin Three of us now, fourth nigga ain't

Snoop Dogg) [Capone:] WHOO-WHOO! [The Game (Mr. Capone-E) {Snoop Dogg in background}:] Oh boy We westside ridin' (Westside) Chuck Taylor Capone-E, homie

might bang this steel We a gang of gangstas.. what up [Black Ice] I ain't really talkin' to niggaz, I don't know And I ain't gotta floss to licked by

out? I'll bail out with a [unverified], that pussy makes me change Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range Shootin' thangs, it don't make you a villain (Shootin