E? guerra in citta E? guerra stanotte I coltelli luccicano alla luce dei neon E? la notte degli eroi E? guerra Non c'e niente di romantico non ci sono
see) Buckin' them bodies with shots And a come on, a come on, a come on Everybody get up, get down Everybody get up and like my fucked-up gang without
Krayzie: I say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body rock [body rock, bock rock, body rock]. We say the war shouldn't stop until they get
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott Body rott, body rott Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these motherfuckin' cops
a ? superior executioner Da bomb M-i-d-w-e-s-t mirage Da killa wit ? (A city under siege) Ghetto birds hover over southside Chicago Ellis park killin fields, gang war
they songs They claim they tote the heat, they quick to clap they guns In interviews be braggin bout the crack they slung But when it's war, these cowards
years ago you had a high top trying to be like Kane Then Snoop released and it became a G thang Claim sets, your city ain't got gangs Niggas hate you,
money that in dem suit case Tighten my shoelaces, the fugitive's running In fear of a criminal past 'cause dem folks is coming I've been wrongfully judged, being from this environment The city gangs
, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me I'd have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over me To do war
pain Guns, gangs cock back, ready to aim Call in Fergusons, ridin on the back of the train Televisions and this cocaine, got us insane We got to war,
of this shit, I provide you fluid Never crack sidewalks or ride the sewers You got some fly shit but my shit Is like the whole city fallin' out the
find another Good song on the jukebox So he could just set the mood Have you ever been out in the city streets With the gang-made players so clear Where
) EAST SIDERS WHITE FENCE and FLATS ( primera & cuatro ) ese EAST L.A. TRECE V.N.E. got straps it's like that fool you cant fuck with that ! cause the gangs in my city
us Y'all can't fuck wit us It's the one with a name of a gun Look at me mamma what I become It's a, monsta, gangsta, fast But I want to, thank ya for
(big gasp) I feel like i'm about to throw up.(ugh!) Gang sighns cause i'm kixin' it! (oh) Guess i never grow up. security! ease up, let a big star enter
