the car Shoot out the lights, shoot out the lights Shoot out the lights, shoot out the lights Let me tell you now, about a friend of mine He tried to shoot them lights
Переклад: Алмазна бурильна головка. Shoot Out The Lights.
't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from
' blow right through ya I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter Niggas think
and then I'm out the back With my niggas and them 4's on thangs And if I really wanna floss, I flex my Bentley wings Damn, over your head, got a problem
right through ya I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter Niggas think they high
, yo Here I come from the housin' tenement buildings Unlimited killings, menaces marked for death Better known as the projects where junkies and rock heads
like the city of Gods We be screamin out "we gon' make it" but I pity the odds I'm like knock out Ned when I pop out led But I even been around to
sellin' ringtones Straight out the projects To million dollar homes Inside the Carter Cookin' 36 zones 36 O's and I break 'em all down In and out of every
mental, I know you meant well I'm out of time and out of 'Training Day' like Denzel Never the gangsta type, more like a hustla I fucked the ones up out
Mother fucking shit god damn asshole Ain't nuthin like pimping just don't quit Mother fuck you damn shit head bitch Lights, camera, action, cut Hollywood look out
the strip with your diamonds and [unverified] Shiny bald head catching sun rays Smashing down the strip going backwards down runways Four eighteens with the zues and the zapto Sounding like I'm riding out
his head Wally World (Just hold ya head) True Dog (Just hold ya head) Kerry Dope (Just hold ya head) My cousin Chris (Just hold ya head) Hold ya head
Bay we aint dippin embalming fluid, dripped and we draped out know what I talkin bout, you dont see my diamonds cause them boys just be steady comin out
me where, have I seen you somewhere before) (Was it in a dream?) Palms up nigga, palms up nigga Head down nigga, head down nigga (When an angel closed
t shit, just a public disguise And that top model chick, she for the diamond lane And I be drivin' all crazy cuz my diamond chain is (Bright) As them Las Vegas lights
Shit, I'm a changed man, ay, turn the lights out Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch Y'know how we swing this shit, look By age sixteen I sold to dope fiends
