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- Faster Pussycat House Of Pain 歌词
- Faster Pussycat
- The Game - House Of Pain
Catch me if you can I'm in those old school barkley's
Back to fence puffing on
Flow like a reggino
***** you already know
My competition stiffer than Ronald Regan let it go
Before you be a ************ vegetable
These rap ****** to animated like the incredibles
Let this beef go around like the 26's young game of flame
Welcome to the House of Pain
***** what about the game
Keep on playing boy I'll hop out this ****** range
Look I didn't even ask for his ****** chain
But he took it off like Vanessa Del rio
Now I'm on my way to rio after I see my vio
She cool she a leo
She ain't trippin off the **** smoke
So I'm a blow it like the Patriots
And throw my dub up cause Dr.Dre made me rich
Where you from? California
Where the city? Compton
What you Drive? Impala
What you smoking on? Chronic
Whatcha Drinking on? Patron
What you sitting on? The Throne
Relax make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
I wrote the block off I talk
Size 12 Bo Jackson's cause I walked
Now Compton Blvd.
Biggie and 2Pac and they bark like this (dogs barking)
As I spark my spliff
I see the corner putting chalk around a snitch
We be shooting like free throws
Flying them desert eagles
Sell **** to the pope
Well we eating chilli fritos
From a gangbanger to a C.E.O.
Everything I do is big
Like the *****
I won't stop till I'm dead
Ain't gonna watch for the feds
They ain't watchin me so here's a dome shot to the Head
As I take a patron shot to the head
And reminice about **** DOC said
Get money get cars get mine get yours
And keep your head up like the lambo doors
Where you from? California
Where the city? Compton
What you Drive? Impala
What you smoking on? Chronic
Whatcha Drinking on? Patron
What you sitting on? The Throne
Relax make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Guess it's time to break the number 9 jordans in
Make a ***** mad when they been trying to floor the benz
I'm doing 160 in the fast lane
Scott storch in his bogahdi couldn't pass game
I got it made like my last name
I'm gone like my aftermath chain
Don't make me take it back to 96'
Leaning on
The game d... d... d... da game spit
I'm controversial like the afro pit with the black fist
Just ask the rapper
I'm wreckless and I ain't never crash whips
My pops was never around so this bastard
Bleed california from the craddle to the casket
And I won't stop riding for my coast
****** keep talking bout my bread
We gon make toast
Where you from? California
Where the city? Compton
What you Drive? Impala
What you smoking on? Chronic
Whatcha Drinking on? Patron
What you sitting on? The Throne
Relax make yourself at home
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
Welcome to Compton
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