Texty:
King B Ghetto Woman

alone She's just a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home To come home Cause she's a ghetto woman, said she's a ghetto woman Oh, ghetto woman

alone She's just a ghetto woman, waitin for her man to come home To come home Cause she's a ghetto woman, said she's a ghetto woman Oh, ghetto woman

where I wanna be) Be, b-boys and girls, listen up You can be anything in the world, in God we trust An architect, doctor, maybe an actress But nothing comes easy, it takes much practice Like, I met a woman

through Compton to see real blood, real crypts, and imma always hold you down thats real shit I'm the Los Angeles King and you remind me of Mary the R&B

see real Bloods, Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got

Boss, Boss, ja ich hei?e doch van Damme, deine Mutter blast, keine Frau kann ein geileren Handstand. Bin der King King King, und bin assozial, die Machoart

see real Bloods Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got

goes for kids too, and R&B singers Nigga quit Crip-Walking if ya ain't a gang banger [Chorus] [Bridge: Nate Dogg] I told a woman I don't love her but

see real Bloods, Real Crips and I'm-a always hold you down, that's real shit I'm the Los Angeles king and "You Remind Me" of Mary, the R&B queen I got