Tradução: Las cuerdas. Yo no les gusta ensuciarse las.
I don't like to get dirty And I don't want a funeral 'Cause I don't like people looking at me And I don't want to get married 'Cause I don't want someone
but I ain't heard much You see the wirst moving, it look like pure punch I hear the playa hating but I don't endorse such I got the Escalade, guts like
you love to hate [ICE CUBE] Yo, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror the paranoid, gots to get the boy Get your steel cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I
(Sinister Laughter) Hollis Niggas Don't Even Like South Side Niggas Nigga We All Under Water We Don't Mix What The Fuck Is The Matta Wit Chu! Tony Yayo
don't give a shit and get a palm blister I know you love the dirty heads always be blaring 'em I'm doctoring your pussies like a veterinarian You whinin' like
and death takes me away Don't be surprised son, I wasn't put here to stay At night the evil armies of Shaton don't play So the family sticks together
Why don't you take a dirt nap You make me laugh and I know who I'm laughing at Big Jersey hoo-haa Like your style, like your freedom of speech Like your dirty
Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I
Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To help myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I
clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope Haven't told I promise you I
Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't hurt yourself I want some help To help myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I
I go about it like I kno about it Like I'm sho about it Like I'm so about it Baby I can take you Farther than your fantasy Maybe one day I can be the
I love to get it on You half steppin' I got the weapon Boom! Boom! I'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe that I love to kill, I love the thrill
to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches I'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be
i love to get it on You half steppin' I got the weapon Boom! boom! i'm blastin' at your mind to get you believe that I love to kill, i love the thrill