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译文: LA枪. 朝下.
debate the storm pull him the the surface That's a purpose One of these faces, make 'em nervous Catch 'em when they out for hamburgers Turn they whole lunch into a murder In a
guns they'll never find My Lethal Weapon's my mind "A lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A
here to get it Living it like a savage cause nigga I gotta have it And holding back all the mothers for a minute, pumping hard dog Erase enough to walk it down
m from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get
for a mack, got caught up in a scandal, police ain't right, and we ain't either. Errybody want somethin equal, listen up my people: we gotta get down, get down
Deciphering wrong from right Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting Puttin' the oldest far from life, Facing a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a
L.A. streets Now hook ya nigga wit some L.A. freaks, baby It's Friday night Straight sellin' with my Texas G Stayin' sucka free as I L-O-C It's Friday
can be is L M O O X P, motherfucker You keep thinkin' when I flow Pa, it's a wrap Put when your ass, get beat wit a crowbar, it's a wrap For real, we
up So do the sink now Pablo escobar shit Buyin' a clink now Dead presidents shit Robbin the Brinks now 100 shot tommy guns Hell of a stink now J A D A
s bang, motherfucker [Chorus] [Hook] [Benzino] Boston, New York, bang ta dis Philadelph-e-a just slang ta dis North and South Carolina bang ta dis Chi-town, L.A
I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother Love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer From growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch
's just Jordan Plus, I should be a warden the way I lock cells Might, catch me hoppin' outta the truck, blowin' the L, we yellin' Wayyy down in da water
go, now we in the Louis tho It's two below hundred degrees, I'm drivin' about 103 With a S.T.L. hat on, top down holdin' a blunt You know I'm smokin'
Yo, look clown I come through bully down Keep thinkin' that you hard take a look around I got soldiers stationed up to bring pain And when it go down
it I gets blunted 168 hours a week P tried to creep an got burnt from head to feet But never sleep on the vocabulary skillz Of a nigga that?s out to
