sins to me I will absolve thee I run a peep show beat Where I can beat my meat When I see your dressing I get to messing Shit for brains, piss in my
译文: 猪. 妈对脑Greazy混合.
pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh, no I won't back down, oh, no Cadillac Sevilles, Coupe De Villes Brain dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels Girl, I'm too for
My nigga just entered your business, so can I get a witness? Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow Startin' to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you
that is a car jacker will start jackin' Police cars and watch jaw brains shad on the dashboard Why when you pull us over you show us your pistols Beforeyou asks us for
death row since 1958 The mayor's kid was a rowdy pig Spit on Indians and lots worse The old chief buried a hatchet in his head Life compared to death for
Mushrooms, dick those Deep pistol Whip hoes I bitch O's Money, Roll, I stick a zipcode Tiptoed, before Doc escape row Thirsty, snippin' out a pig nose
Red And Tical Slap it down Way out of bounds Throw in your towels Fo' we gun down Yo, flipmode, toilet bowls explode When Doc come drop a shit load
, si mon, you want static When you reach for your gat to load your automatic Boo-yaa, spittin' out buckshots Homey say blood claat, so you can call a pig
my brain, relieve my pain What a fuckin shame, I don't wanna live, I paint the wall With the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig
my brain, relieve my pain What a fuckin' shame, I don't wanna live, I paint the wall With the bloodstains, eye of the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig
yard You can pull all the cards But I wont back down Oh no I wont back down Oh no Cadillacs, Coupe Devilles Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels Girl Im too for
Ford And you wonder what the fuck I need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me offeven the No Limit Tank Looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off No shit
the shiny shit, fuck a bitch Only grimy shit, dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit Missile flick assassin Sicilian, kill women and kill men And kidnap children, for
song Stir up shit as the wit gets wisdom P-Dog comin' up, I'm staying low Pro-black and it ain't no joke Comin' straight from the mod that broke shit
they say you get what you ask for, so get it 'cause you asked for it if a nigga ain't a thief, then he better have the cash for it and we gonna be
Yo I was schemin' and fiendin' for loots and took the crooked route To ghetto fame, I felt the pains and now I run the game The insane brain, cold gettin
