eight months, son Checked my pockets, but I knew I had none They took away my license They said I can't drive Said that I should thank them I'm "lucky
Tercüme: DRI. Busted Again.
, if I had a gun I'd release slugs black and bust back See how these players love that, to the point where I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I can't
Meet me on the street? I'm the nicest brother you meet Confusing sometimes, the way I bust a rough rhyme You might think I'm lying, cool I like that I
again, I'm back in the diss mode I gotta speak my mind, it's time to unload On this so-called government we've got If I lied like them, I think I'd get
AM radio I like pop and I like soul I like rock but I never liked disco on the AM radio I like pop and I like soul I like rock but I never liked disco
, your in my rhyme I remember you leaving, said I'll see you soon I remember us going in my room But I've never seen you, you freaky bitch I now I tell
feel I'm on the level, stayin' mellow, no criticism from the fellows, hello Being keyed durin' a high speed but still don't tap the B.B.'s I'm D.D.,
blowed son? What's the reason for gettin' hoes Dunn? I'ma through bread so I'm do what I do Doin' it too, brotha I'mma do it with you I'ma grab these
is niggaz from Crenshaw From Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown ass ignorant men with hair triggers again You and what army could harm me? D R
, O, B, B, B, B, Y, Y D, D, I, I, G, G, I, I, T, T, A, A, L, L Bobby Digital, Bobby Digital Alright, great job Dear momma, no need for the head drama I
Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I to 10, I sin, then I do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
to Lafayette Maybe off in Alexandria, but I ain't finished yet I gotta make a hoe I-10, I sin Then I, do it again I get my ends, I'm in my motherfucking
loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until It ain't no stopping
if I had a gun I'd release slugs black and bust back See how these players love that, to the point where I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I can'
L-I-L R-O-B, S-A-N D-I-E-G-O [Chorus] S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E-G-O, E-G-O San Diego S-A-N D-I-E
that's when I'll stop [Chorus] Remember when I was younger I would hunger for the chance to be a star Here we are, how bizarre, how far Will I take it, will I make it, have I
