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Preklad: C-Murder. Si pre môjho n '.

put me up the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The

sex life's a game so bat me down in the paint 'Cause I can't wait no more 'Cause it's about a quarter-past three and shorty's eyein' me I got the Bentley

' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down Me breakin' down

' they gon Get they ass off without gettin' a little action I crept and I came, down for my thang, man It's a different game Muthafuckas out callin' my

My conscience be screaming Z-Ro Murder Mo!, Murder Mo! And these snitch fellas on "How I'm Living" try snitchin' on "BET" But got a restraining order against "Murder I-N

scare 'em straight, it's not a game How we bully shit, you fuck around and get your food ate boy My razor make your face ke-loid Then I throw my drink

for the four My niggaz locked up, left a kilo, it's good as sold Stole gumbo pot, creamery rise to the top My limo even slide through on the late night for

explode Man, I wish a bitch would try to get me for some child support I'll stuff my foot up her ass, like a super sport Down shit, Pound shit, gangsta Forever, whenever, however, down for