Tercüme: Amerikan Çelik. Loaded Gun.
flowers in the park (Loaded gun) I spent my money in the market (Loaded gun) Running rebels reading Marx (Loaded gun) How droll! Armalite ballot! There's dollars in Bahrain (Loaded gun
, my gat with my hard hat Strapped with my crew and my niggaz and all that Down for whatever, niggaz straight rowdy Ask any motherfucker in America they
one-way's Streets ain't no football game, we running gun plays Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a bible But you cowards start singing, like American
O'Reilly tryin to block my door You just a racist like half of these L.A. cops I know I keep a glock ready to lock n load I steel your soul like elvis
grade in the hood is a F minus How many blacks do these laws gotta kill Before we start busting back on their ass with loaded steel? Listen, instead we
, no more hoping on wishes,* never mix business and pleasure, the code is dough over bitches, hands so vicious, know I?ma Blow like the motion picture, loading
different place I can tell time But they can tell me I'm the American The simple scars giving me away I'm feeling naked among the wolves Like a newborn baby Any gun
can load up your Dillingers You willing to step up and play the front? So First you gotta show 'em how your gun blow, aight though? Don't go bailin' on me now, or gun
in the hood is a F minus How many blacks do these laws gotta kill Before we start busting back on their ass with loaded steel? Listen, instead we see
these one-way's Streets ain't no football game, we running gun plays Die for my niggaz, put my hand on a bible But you cowards start singing, like American
for combat, my gat with my hard hat Strapped with my crew and my niggaz and all that Down for whatever, niggaz straight rowdy Ask any motherfucker in America
