Uh, yeah phenomenon, yeah Oh yeah, baby far from yours, oh yeah Yo time is most limited I'm back on the scene O replenishes potency like four or five
yeah [Yvette] Ooooh, yeah, baby far from yours, ohh yeah [Verse One: O.C.] Yo, time is most limited I'm back on the scene O replenishes, potency like
译文: OC. 远离你.
[Yvette] Ooooh, yeah, baby far from yours, ohh yeah [Verse One: O.C.] Yo, time is most limited I'm back on the scene O replenishes, potency like four
the Americas most wanted I'm talkin' about Ice Cube, we always been cool And we will always be cool 'Cuz you my main man, an' yous a player To Eazy-E, NWA and the D.O.C
Tone down your style The radio jocks are all pop So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to rock? The shit that make your face turn green Is when you
I owe you I'm blowin' you to smithereens Cocksucker take one for your team And I need you to remember one thing (One thing) I came, I saw, I conquered From
, c'mon H.O.V.A I got my mojo back, baby, oh, behave Naw, naw, don't be afraid Y'all an' your articles, hard to spit at Jay Y'all from a far threw thoughts
ll be movin' on So far from where you are Should I let you know the code Cause you wasn't what you seemed Boy I'm movin' on So far from where you are
'm from stick ups turn to shoot outs niggas you better run (Verse 3) Never thought niggas would tell {aint this a bitch} ass niggas scared of jail FED C.O
me I know with all of government and Yes, this will get crazy and blow (Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb) Got your mind blown, vocal tones keep it sewn Blastin' out your stereos or your
fists I know it stays intent, whatever pays your rent, but saves your soul You know the drill, it go: [Mos & Diverse simultaneously] Hotter than most dudes From
's Kids in a baby pickup Shot up Toys R Us and robbed Kay-Bee, nigga This is def poetry far beyond my control Fuck your teflon, be body-armed like the toll Unload from
, so run it, cousin I could chill, the heat doesn't, ran up in your shell about a dozen You never see bank like Frank White Your hand clutchin', your
's your favorite color, on a lovely day You let me reach right over And rub on your leg I'm sayin all kind of shit, to make you smile Put your seatbeat
Aye ugh, can you, can you fix me a drink please Yeah, It?s ya boy haha (oh yeah) This your homie Kevin Cossom, C-o-s-s-o-m Stop putting the U in my shit
beat up the block with your hoe With speakers knocking, it's 3 o'clock, me and Doc Can proceed to drop me and hop out the vehicle and knock on your door
