business Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase
, 'cause, ah nigga Mo Thug Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun, so run run Cleveland
[Layzie Bone - reciting 'Power of a Smile' poem] The power of a gun can kill, and the power of fire can burn The power of wind can chill, and the power
in the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot When I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n sooted Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla
ask, thats my gun that's my weed, anything you need I'mma take, I'mma take, I'mma take this one for the team one fat ass, one flat ass n-gga hit the switcheroo
think I spent my music money on chocolate and sweets you're looking for beef in London? Nah it's not hard to find it but I'm not scared of a gun, it's
Big C-Style and Meech, made to be Shine Dogg gettin' super-high, lit, lifeline high Soopa-doopa high with Soopa-doopa-fly I'll put ya in the mix, I ain't with that Kibbles-N
is at I don't carry a gat, but my n-ggas do It's like my jumper is off, I let my n-ggas shoot and don't none of my n-ggas do Take the time to listen
!) Why you gettin so mad?! Only one that deal with Cam' is a queen Louis handbags, Alexander McQueen Yeah, stand up I'm mean For how I handle my team, clean Harlem n
burn And get a million-five, and a tax return That be reapin' up and no keepin' up with the Jonses Long live P.E. and band Guns 'n' Roses New kids on
with the hoodlums/ Couldn't wait to show em whut I as packin/ Knock on the door, n he answered like "whats crackin?" n I said "Shit. Just chillin, just me n
Will have you stressing Using Rogaine Didn't chill with her, deal with her N9na had to get, ill with her Trick tried to kill, Mrs.N9NE So I had to hit
just to only drive it once Yeah them was the days but now a n-gga getting paid Pouring down rose for my n-ggas in the grave My n-gga Big Will and my homie
them bitc ass hatas I'm signin' off I'm kickin' ass and takin' names late late late Hook x4 [Layzie Bone] she pulled the curtain fo' certain we go'n
I'm sick, demented, I came unrepresented I rose from the grave, I had a close shave The cops tried to lock me down 'cause the Glock they found Was stolen
I'm sick, demented, I came to represent it I rose from the grave, I had a close shave The cops tried to lock me down 'cause the glock they found was stolen
Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin' Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin' I'm a Rolling Stone with my Guns'N'Roses
Rebels with the hunger to win That's why three cheeky devils just got under your skin I'm a soldier of the sun with a gun that blows roses Did what
