prison niggaz came and hit him [Chorus] (Suicide, it's a suicide) When you don't know who to try cause, even you could die cause (Suicide, it's a suicide
译文: 澳门币. 自杀.
's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play I cut so much you thought I was a DJ Two, one, yep, three S N, double O, P D O, double
up on your porch so be Careful what you say, there ain't no punks over here so follow me Through the fog like I'm S N double O P Let me guide you through
slide at my show Because I make the whole fuckin' O hoo-ride Slide to get the remedy, M.D., twamp, twamp Make you wanna pump, pump on the enemy Been havin' suicidal
'm leavin' this bitch, is suicide I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemies' crib With Hennessey, got drunk then I finish you I'm every nigga
8ball contemplating suicide (Hold Up) Tears in my eyes, sippin on this goose gettin' loose I don't know what else to do, so I'm sittin' here Rolling up
tonight fo yo sorrows Don't want no girlfriends Just need my dope I just need my dope One foot on the world when I'm behind in my smoke I'm behind in
singing man Sing a song for me Sing a song for me [P.O.R.N.] Look, I'm so twisted, so, so twisted One life to live, and I'm willing to risk it Terror
sun is about the good Lifestyle and while some came to shine Don't matter 'cause the other brothers know the time I'm the P, D O G and I'm swift Son
itchy All he did was smoke weed and drink coffee, I know he miss me To my man Lil' Nell, stay up homie To my man Steve P, stay up homie If you locked
Complete the feat when I'm speakin' the heat into this Witness Kris rippin' this Don't trip on this, skip ahead if you're ready My show medley is deadly I'm
how yall doin? I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges I dont eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
out the battery backs Fuckin' with mine keep it movin' Now everybody just throw your hands in the What the fuck, fuck? Peace, who this? Mind detect mind, I P.L.O
, days of thunder It's road rad, your days are numbered What RZA put together, let no man tear asunder (Motherfucker) This is P L O, killa hill flow,
