Diamond Know you wanna know who I am and what I stand for Stibility, long jeoperdy's Forever making paso's I take doe Flip it and rip it so I can make
Пераклад: Crime Mob. Прадстаўляюць.
for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob
yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk through Crown Heights Steppin through the city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob
/ but committed no crime I've done my sentence / but committed no crime I've done my sentence / but committed no crime, crime, crime And we mean to go
Buck him down, buck him down, come again Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass 'til the end With my pistol, runnin' from da lench mob Is how you
I got the lighter for the hash, has it Ever been a time when you didn't have a dime And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime? Many underclothes
raps Now lemme take y'all niggas back to my basics of this Your anxious to flip fag, catch a facelift My shank do remarkable things for fakeness My whole mob
if you buck, boy Knuck if you buck Knuck if you buck Knuck if you buck Kn, kn, kn, kn, kn, kn Knuck if you buck, boy Crime Mob ho, Crime Mob ho Hey
We all complain for better things They weigh We run up in another nigga shit with a.k.'s and Mob thirds My brother taught me that crime pays Who gone
to make these muthafuckers shame They weigh My brother taught me that crime pays We run up in another nigga shit with a.k.'s and mob thirds Who gone
rob to stay alive and now I'm runnin' with the mob (tru) And makin' dope hits after dope hits >from the ice cream man, to the motherfuckin' crime fam
on the creep, mo' fools is listenin' And war story glory ain't worth the riskin' Real niggas still get a mob like respect If you represent ya set, till
him down, come again Two to the chin, Ice Cube'll blast they ass til the end With my pistol, runnin from Da Lench Mob is How You Survive in South Central
And keep the lighter for the hash, has it Ever been a time when you didn't have a dime And the only way to get it was to go and do a crime? Many underclothes
back to my (spillyyyyyyy), Flat Foot comin' deep like (hillbillyyyyy). Can't hear the sirens, gotta block 'em out my mind, I gotta get away so I can do more crime
on the creep,mo' fools is listenin And war story glory ain't worth the riskin Real niggas still get a mob like respect If you represent ya set,till ya
