Head on down to 9th Street, gal Let's go out kicking with the boys and the gals Wear your dress and bring my ring Someone's gonna get it, ain't gonna
Head on down to 9th street gal Lets go out kicking with the boys and the gals Wear your dress and bring my ring Someone's gonna get it aint gonna be
Překlad: Ryan Adams. Dne 9. Shakedown Street.
: Head on down to 9th street gal Lets go out kicking with the boys and the gals Wear your dress and bring my ring Someone's gonna get it aint gonna
in here! [Intro: Trife Da God (9th Prince)] Gucci Don, Tommy Whispers (yeah) Trife Diesel (once again) T.M.F., Theodore Unit 9th Prince, Killarm' My nigga 'Dox [9th
' be Front on me an' see where you all gon' be Six feet deep When the heat seek, niggas be misty From 155th to 11Oth Street Harlem bound, Bad Boy, who
it's comin', aww, man somethin's comin' I like this sound of this somethin's comin' You can picture like a photograph, envision the image Of 125th street
pipe bombs, dynamite, lead Money power respect, street cred, yeah It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself goin' out as a hero Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street
your cage our your back Yo, the nigga stepped up and got bucked by my ninja's Casualty after casualty all up in ya Ya not a street vet yet bitch, just
[Chorus: Myalansky] Thug war, fights in streets, open the drug store Money is power, give me your's, we break laws Faggot cats claiming their crooks Soon
some of this rap game. Leavin' no where to run. but even though you tried, they got yo' body numb. Done, Done, Done, tell it be, 1-9-9-9 crime, crime,
all the powers that be Original Thugs that done mastered the streets Ain't no competition Who faster than these G's Now that the 5th dog is free (Chorus
gettin' spurred in the mouth Southside, let the spotlight shine, heat 'em up Introduce 'em to the glock 1 9, beat 'em up Who in the muthafuckin' house
easy back in 6th grade, who would believe me switchblade-crazy with my clothes lookin greezy now im the boss of the bosses if you think you married to the streets
the 12th floor in front of her door was one guy On some Brandon Lee shit he wasn't handin' me shit Understand me he flipped bust the 9 and he split
This Petey Pablo April the 9th, 19-2000 Diary of a sinner 1st entry Dear diary this the 1st time I had a chance to sit and just think with a clear mind
