Back in L.A. Waitin' for the sun to shine Back in L.A. Livin' down a life of crime Back in L.A. Workin' on another line Back in L.A. To pick up the
Back in L.A. Waiting for the sun to shine Back in L.A. Living down a life of crime Back in L.A. Working on another line Back in L.A. To pick up the
翻訳: BBキング. バックラで.
Back in L.A. Waiting for the sun to shine Back in L.A. Living down a life of crime Back in L.A. Working on another line Back in L.A. To pick up the dime
Come back, baby, don't break up my home Yeah, you know I'm gonna miss you darlin' After you are gone Come back, baby, can we talk it over one more time
style, the gangsta talk, I got a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A
got my respect and you motherfuckin players (Players, players) To my man King Tee, seem like he cant think Without a drink but he's a player, he's a player Got to admit it, TLA, you a
precision lookin like a straight star With the buttons undone, showin off her lace bra My partner in the back, 'til the smoke hop in they car Okay, broad{?} in L.A
Take my style, let me show you how I go wild Now you playin' with a fully grown man With a fully blown plan, with a fully loaded clip I'ma go up in
Sucker you will die when that front street, woah I pop, I roll, won?t beat at the trap door And a hundred D4L fans runnin' through that back door Woah
to hate they gone feel that cake In Baton Rouge keep a big attitude real rude L.I.G im real cool don`t thank that im a lil dude A Peter Pan quick knock
Luda', smokin' my Buddha, coochie recruiter Comin' at the fatty in a platinum Caddy so back it up fast Hit it a hour and a half, watch the spectacular splash On the back
with the team He was gone for a while but back in the swing of things Amazing Chico, a king to his trade Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass And G.I. Joe
shit up nigga, yeah, 'sup Snoop??) Top Dogg, bite me all, nigga burn the shit up D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah we hookin back
knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new hip hop Like E-40 holding down the yay , N.W.A. in L.A. OutKast from the A-Town, way down
this bedroom, just ya! Yeah! (yeah!) - Cause you and me we makes a hell of a pair (pair!) I like you scratchin' my back. (back!) - You like me pullin'
yo what's crackin'? It's the one and only Buc-motherfuckin'-Fifty Up here from L.A. to Van, all the way back to Murderville I've got a license to kill
