You know you did You know you did But if this ever changin' world In which we live in Makes you give in and cry Say live and let die Live and let
, we get live Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, nigga, Cleveland's thuggish ruggish Niggas still down with the thug shit Buck, buck, bust, let 'em know we still
up Yeah, I'm from that click that slap clips with hollow point tips And serve bitch niggaz quick with this gangsta shit Tray Deee, ya heard of me, murder be my hobby Bangin' and slangin' and
) And where I'm from it's either Guns or Roses And fuck with me, you need a bunch of roses And lord knows I keep the Led Zeppelin A nigga front and then
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
hope go, where?d the hope gone? (I don?t know) I see the whole world turn into a war zone (What?) Ain?t no love in the city keep your vest on (That right) Guns ?N Roses
Thugged Out, never wear shit thats shinnin' When I beef and look up, around and behind me Still on my p's and q's, then let a nigga kill me Be here fo
There's no war, so the navy must wanna see Drugs and guns shift into our country So we can shoot each other and sell each other death And imprison all
the bottom And why do all my aspirins have an 'X' on 'em? Got two rusty Gats, and two housecats And I don't feed'em S?!* so they live off the rats And
old brew [e] he finished it [p] then he ordered one more [e] and another [p] and another [e] and that made four [p] he seen this fly girlie [e] suave and
let her be somebody else's queen I don't want to know about you 'cause too many others know what I mean And that's why I got to live without you I'm
and through the cut I walk and hold you up Sit back hang from your hip like loose kani's Try to flip it on the strength of your wis' and let you slide
go it's a game, it's a play, and it's waiting to blow any day 'cos I want it, need it, shit it and breathe it breaking the thorn in my side with the hollow views and
air like living on the ? We're on the corner serving them rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll, Post it on the corner with the rock'n'roll, rock'n'roll
live the life of a peasant Days and nights was right and type pleasant At the foot of the aisles, took vows with all the criminals and crook pals That
and look up, around and behind me Still on my p's and q's, then let a nigga kill me Be here fo' a minute, can't let a nigga steal me Bustin' heads:'Bout
gon' trip He's nothin but a busta, bitch-ass mothafucka With snoop in the coop, warren, nate, and big tray dee Big c-style and mitch made to be Shine