- The Gangsta, The Killa And The **** Dealer 歌詞 Westside Connection
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- Heaven, living in a California cage, yall trying to study me
********in a never die, its too much love
You always gonna get ********s like us, you know what I mean
God damn how many more mother******** penatentaries yall gonna build
How many jars you gonna try to put us in you know what Im saying
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Cant none of yall ******* *s ******** with none of these ********s
These triggas wes killas, sittin on the porch in between legs
Wit a ******* ***** French braiding my head
Now I leave em til they matted forearm tatted
Whats the Connection ************ you looking at it
It dont stop I hit mo licks than it takes to get to the center of a blow pop
And its gonna take a miracle to drive a car this color down Imperial
Yeah, I got heart but aint trying to see Marcia Clark
So lets wait till it get dark, so many foes walk in my
Its like the international, house of pancakes
All on the grass, every ************ passed
A first not last, when we all hit the ass
Doin tricks jacked up like a six, one ************, and thirteen ************ s
Gangstas dont dance we boogie, ********s run out and get ya cookie
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Whos that dumpin outthat window hoo riding
Nobody survives when I got my steel up
Throwing my ************t up pulling the trigga
What the ******** you lookin at ********
True blue when I bust
Leavin bodies hangin like the tongue of my chucks
Chalk another one, homicidal in the G ride
I swear Im killing every ******** standing outside
Letting em have it with my double barrel sawed off
Im smoking everybody ******** ******** and all
Stretch em out in broad daylight mutha******** the witnesses
Eyes big as golf ******** from the funny cigarette
As the sun frowns on my forehead
I sweat murder which makes me a walking dead man
Man bringing more bad news than shlepp rock when I bust shots
W.C. keep the hammer ********ed
The gangsta, the killa, and the **** dealer
The gangsta, the killa, and the **** dealer
The gangsta, the killa, and the **** dealer
The gangsta, the killa, and the **** dealer
Whats crackin well, its the ******** thats housin the scene
I got pounds of green and birds sittin on the triple beams
I put it down on and off the record my flats a double decker
Marble floors all checkered
Now what can I say every ************ I lay
Be pure and Bombay like Peruvian yeah
So I brag and I boast man I got the most, man
I make more deliveries than the pos********an
My homie Carlito plug me with the amigos
And now its kilos five and six double zeros
Now whats next Im stuck like a Kotex
Blindin ********s withthe buggas in my Rolex
With my aces OT on a regular basis
We got pauveted faces fightin federal cases
Cause aint nothin reala than ********s gettin they scrilla
Like a gangsta, a killa but Mack Ill be the **** deala
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
Killa county is a state, murda
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the ** ** dealer
The gangsta the killa and the **** dealer
Damn its a trip, all these cameras goin up
I cant go here, I cant go there
I feel institutionalized
And Im on the street
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