motherfucker with the hot-ass tec Makin' hard niggaz hit the deck Lifestyles of the short and broke Ain't worried bout shit, 'cause I'm a down ass loc
翻訳: キングティー. お尻のLocダウン.
[King Tee] Well it's the musically drunken King Tee, with the fifth of funk Guaranteed to make you jump like my 12 gauge pump, huh I've been around since
My reputation stands well Cuz all the good niggas are either dead or in jail Let's ?pretend? For one second hustlas who had riches Stop flossin' for these fake ass
Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain King Tee do your thing Verse 2: [King Tee] When the Likwit hits my soul I get conceptions
on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain King Tee do your thing Verse 2: [King Tee] When the Likwit hits my soul I get conceptions to
(feat. Spice-1, King Tee) [Intro:] Yeah, Young jock up in this beezee Claiming and representing that S-P geezee shit Putting it down with my nigga
dicks and big wheels Big bank accounts, big cribs on big hills (Livin' like players for the '9-seezy) Mackadelic King Tee (With ya nigga Too $heezy) [King Tee
, Compton) Rough... (oooooh) It's rough... (it's so rough) Rough... (Compton baby) [King Tee:] Last big baller standing, King Tee loco Simply down the
set-trippin, kill it, it only takes a minute For ah King Tee to set the party at ease Grab the Silver Satin, roll up some weed Snatch a hoodrat with a proper-ass
Loc, is crazy as fuck As I leave, believe I'm bustin' But when I come back, fool (c'mon) Geah you know it's Compton [King Tee] Straight outta Compton
on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain King Tee do your thing Verse 2: [King Tee] When the Likwit hits my soul I get conceptions
