译文: DOA. 我玩过的愚人节.
i played the fool last night. thought i was in a prizefight. i played the fool last night. thought i was in a prizefight. i played the fool last night. i
pimp was a drug we'd O.D. (c'mon) Got game for days - betta keep yo' broad away from a nigga like me I likes to play (I likes to play) Drop the top and
real sick people from other cities use to drive from miles just to get a taste of this A.T.L. style i'm the M.B.P. most ballin-ist playa make my own moves
like a bitch So ladies We just ain't talkin' 'bout you 'Cause some of you niggas Is bitches too I knew this brother named Mitch Stong player He meet a
I ain't a nigga That's gonna get left with a big zero as a figure I'm gonna end up with a big sum 'Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one Different, specifically I
bottom up I don't play when it comes to my dope I check my lyrics close,like with a microscope I don't clean'em up with no ivory soap I leave'em hard
before I turn a angel to a whore, now, need I say more? My perm got bounce, fuck a forty ounce I'm sippin' Cristal, pal and represent I shall to the
I knew I lied 'Cause I lived a life of crime why play ya blind? A simple look and anyone with two cents would know I'm a hardcore player from he streets
hip-hop was just cuts and beats I seen Wildstyle dug the scene I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean? I started crashin' rap contests Shootin
sweat and fret, it gets hot How'd you get into this spot? You played yourself Yo, yo, you played yourself I'm no authority but I know the D E A L When
wet 'Cause I know you wanna roll with this true vet I'm a playa and they say a playa like me Ain't never been a faker, yes, I love the Lakers Life is
kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But we
to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But
to kill a minority, but muthafucka mad, 'cause I ain't the one for a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun to be beatin' on and thrown in jail. But we
time, everywhere I look Everywhere I turn, niggas talkin' 'bout death Like a nigga can?t dream of nuthin' else But a lil bit of wealth Tryin' to help they self And I
and I want it I'ma take it Nigga made it and I told ya we'd make it Kept it real and it'd neva be fake shit Half baked and gone off this indoe stick
