L.A. L.A. big city of but everything in L.A. aint what it seems you get fooled if you come from outta town 'cause we comin Queens and gets down
Jose-Luis holdin guns in tons general, rock emerald government out to get me, tryin to me quickly, yo the god study swiftly Indian style, bent, hands together Regulate, kickin like East state money to make, 1st of the month son the wait break the law and gotta score before Armageddon, smoke wettin if thats jeddy, shoppin are ready
My in the front got it lock my niggas in the back got the gat so true to this black 4-4 like more 1 to the dome, your thoughts mask stole the ride to avoid up north jeopardize my freedom, out when I see you but nine out of ten niggas wouldnt be you rob him for his cash and spend it B-diem(echo) Ah-yo the rap is ill kid you mad dough but still hit your off it aint slink-real show some love kid no selfish shit here
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Im in too deep, losin sleep I call it in wit this drug shit, loyal and all for it a nigga to do? wit no cash at 22 take it, or find the best way to it fast my mans rakin cash, bein lieutenant Im in it to win it so it just take a minute to gain grams, put my plan in action to make it happen, to days to get the jack-son once the weight comes, I'm state triple sums count my funds, I got guns cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no to flee the streets caught a of no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid type of rider, have you in greens 10 for a lawyer now who splits your cream is deeper than the sea itself agile moves to make fragile crews deflate under take it to the next measure wit all and stack treasure....Illegal life
Yeah all together, like a butter soft
Been on this for 25 years and still strong the rotten like the veins in my fathers arm I remain calm, study Isalm, the Torah world goin in like Sodom and Gomora dried up layin in the box the virus commercial thugs to bust gats at the livest its in crime, only will shine real survivors yall hallf-way niggas, I'd advise you not to try so brace yourself before you get laced fuckin wit them sick scarface La ellah illa illa Allah your wit the god Asdubar Official, my missle rips your bone gristle why you sneak leavin niggas get and blow the whistle for the jake, my mouthpiece my new team my bail, scooped me in the Lex-Coupe now I'm out back to the of Queens live between the scenes fans like fiends....fiends....fiends.... so it
Yo, the game and burn me my man states and took the 1 to 3 snitchin on me, how it be we was team I guess it got by the cream FBI, raided my crib where I snatch my wife, child welfare my kids yo I live I got hit wit life bid From the stress, my head throbbin a tumor its 1 o'clock are lock I catch shuma lay down my towel slide off my suede the rumors spread around the jail that been down for 6 joints holdin down flat Latin do they things, ice pick for gats tryin to lay my garbody gats all on they but that....
yo..Q-B-C, 2-5 and Mobb mami rest in its one love to that nigga Marl