get green I'm 2-0 but got a m-16 [Chorus] (T) Slums (I&S) all them niggaz and them bitches with there own ends (T) Slums (I&S) who riding cutless and
Traducere: Coloane sonore. I-20 - mahala.
Traducere: 54 coloana sonora. I-20 - mahala.
I live, no front-line can block me Can I live, or do I gatta bring it to these kids Can I live, if I don't live nobody lives I pray to God to promise
by any means AIDS don't exist, plus my sex life's terrific I get a kick out of life, I bet my bitch on it 20/20s not enough coverage Nightline, big
48 Mack trucks parked in position Credit cards by the pages You can't stop the helicopter and baller stages I take care of adults Send 20 thousand grants
I got a problem with you bitches I'm about to handle nation business Knock off the witness so he can't witness vicious attitudes I'm fuckin at you dude I
yourself! I split domes if a youngin' get grown, I grip crome, keep the piece on the hipbone. (homez) I spit dope n*gga wanna get poked? I get coke from
so good it brought tears to my eyes I was like.... I'm telling you man it's no lie I was like..... I just yo, I, I couldn't even igmore parts of me I
tossin the heata, i aint tryin to get cought without it, but i aint tryin to get cought with it neither, [Chorrus] Born in the gutter, raised in the slums i
[I-20 - Talking] Eastside .. Eastside hoe this our anthem Yo killa's here, I-20 let's run niggaz [Chorus] I'm so Decatur I'm so Decatur I'm so Decatur
microphone The mic, the microphone The mic Too many Indians and no chiefs I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes
penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun shit Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more So I tell nigga hit the floor I
Some penitentiary solitary confinement never see no motherfuckin' sun Shit Now I got 20 dollars to my motherfuckin' name, and I gotta get more So I tell nigga hit the floor I
city Defunct, and apparently examinin' famine, I'm a Volatile strobe while your blind spot swallows the globe Sing to the track and think back When I was a boy I
I'm 20 years in this shit, bitch Juicy J, yes, I'm that nigga Smokin' all the weed and I'm drinkin' all the liquor A nigga always strapped I gots to