L.A. L.A. big city of but everything in L.A. always what it seems you might get fooled if you come from outta we comin from Queens and gets down
Jose-Luis gotcha holdin guns in general, rock emerald government out to get me, tryin to me quickly, yo the god study swiftly Indian style, bent, hands together Regulate, drama kickin like state to make, 1st of the month son chop the wait break the law and gotta score before Armageddon, mary-tree wettin if thats jeddy, sprees are ready
My crew in the got it lock my live niggas in the got the gat so were true to black 4-4 some more 1 to the dome, lubricate thoughts black stole the ride to avoid up north jeopardize my freedom, blink out I see you but nine out of ten niggas wouldnt be you rob him for his cash and it like B-diem(echo) Ah-yo the rap is ill kid you mad dough but still hit your crew off it aint show some love kid aint no selfish here
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Im in too deep, losin I can't call it in love wit this shit, loyal and all for it whats a nigga to do? wit no at 22 it, or find the best way to make it fast my mans cash, fuck bein lieutenant Im in it to win it so it just take a minute to gain grams, put my game plan in ways to make it happen, to to get the jack-son once the weight comes, I'm outta state triple my funds, I got guns that cripple sons What's the use of heat, wit no dough to the streets a trace of no chaser and your dead meat Legal aid of rider, have you shppied in greens 10 thou for a lawyer now who splits your is deeper than the sea itself agile moves to make fragile crews deflate under it to the next measure wit all pleasure and stack treasure....Illegal life
Yeah all together, like a soft leather
Been on planet for 25 years and still strong the worlds 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 from the commercial tried to bust gats at the livest its like in crime, only will shine survivors yall hallf-way niggas, I'd advise you not to try so brace yourself you get yourself laced wit them sick Arabic scarface La illa Allah illa Allah your wit the god Asdubar Official, my missle rips your bone gristle why you sneak leavin niggas get locked and blow the for the jake, my mouthpiece my new made my bail, scooped me in the Lex-Coupe now I'm out back to the galaxy of between the crimes scenes servin like fiends....fiends....fiends.... so it
Yo, the reverse and burn me my man turn states and the 1 to 3 snitchin on me, how could it be we was I guess it got divided by the FBI, raided my crib where I snatch my wife, child took my kids yo I live I got hit wit double bid From the stress, my throbbin like a tumor its 1 o'clock niggas are I catch shuma lay my towel slide off my suede pumas the rumors spread around the jail that been down for 6 joints holdin down this Latin Kings do they things, ice pick for tryin to lay my gats all on they back but that....
yo..Q-B-C, 2-5 and Deep mami rest in its one love to nigga Marley Marl