why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year
I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance I need a gun 'cos all
by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year (Brrraaattt -
Saturdays go by so much quicker than the time when my dreams were gold, theres nothing else to do, I lay on my back, watch the sky, slowly turn the page
译文: 该Clipse. 中国新年.
译文: Gorillaz的. 肮脏的哈里（Schtung中国新年再混合）.
my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front of your crib sounding like Chinese New Year (Brrraaattt - brrraaattt
No more trouble In this town Silent night For a change Brand new year Coming up ahead You know it's been so long Since I rang one in I close my eyes
a mason Same blocks, ATF rush spots cats bubble humbly I'm hungry, Killa Bee Trilogy triumphantly Hammer head, dart allignment, work is sonic Keep your ears open for new
right, You ain't a baller, you chase checks, I check write, Even when It's dark outside on my neck right, [Diddy] Hey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin Chin
Still rounded (chea), dress square but a nigga well rounded Grounded like I came home late on my curfew And proved I was better than most niggaz my first two (what) Lil' years
checkin' my game with my muthafuckin' trusted 38 But wait bubonic at an all time low Gotta hit the ATM to get some money fo' sho' Reclinin' in my Cadillac, puffin' New
was my friend to the end Chukie was a lucky so here's your end friend I sets the show ain't brocoli and rice the newer to the new not the old spice mind
lowered chin He knew the names that they would taunt him with Fagot sissy punk queen queer Although he'd never had sex in his 15 years And when they
the pie We all gon' die, sooner or later, matter of time My niggaz sell crack, with a package of dimes Hundred or more, in front of the store, waitin' to bubble Brand new
New Beanie Sigel, Freeway Don't get scurred Fat shout, Beat Street 1, 2, Sigel comin' for you 3, 4, I'm 'bout to kick in your door 5, 6, man, I want
the walls Shaggy 2 Dope in this motherfucker You talkin' through your butt 'cuz silence is for suckers So I'm out there throughout the year I'm right
