- Cypress Hill Killafornia 歌詞
- Cypress Hill
- Living in the city of the
Scandalous
Shisty motherfuckers cant even trust my own brothers
So who can
I choose to trust me thats who?
Niggas want a piece of the pie, fuck off and die
Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
Loco, trooping ass nigga with the cash, shit
Motherfuckers just get your own, and leave mine alone
Forty-five places to get done
Send out your invitation to the party of your elimination
I got peeps that play for keeps
Now Im laying your ass down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the balls for the shot calling
I pull strings, the don king
Only in America
Then I hustle, and flex my muscle
Yeah, man,
Ive been out here
Running game for eight years
I know Im getting tired of standing
On this corner
Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool
Finest motherfucking bitches, jewels
And all that shit, if
I got to take it
From a nigga
Shit, let him run for me then
I can work for myself, dont have to
Work for nobody
Ill be my own hustler
Where can
I roam to get my hustle on
Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
Loaded and cocked,
Im used to running with the glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the fucking block
Now, who you gonna trust?
Who can you trust?
I dont know, but if you coming on my corner
I think Im gonna bust
You cant handle us, devious, dangerous
Criminal mentality, insanity
I move weight, from state to state
All theniggas moving weights
Can you relate?
Damn, whats up?
I see youPushing that big time weight
I told you,
I wasnt bullshitting
You coming up, aight
When I seen you three or four
Months ago
I told you
Got respect for a man now
Handle your shit
Where can
I choose to get my hustle on ?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
Fuck working at
McDs, Im rolling with the
O.ZsIn the
QPs, puffing on trees
Who can I trust ?
Who can you trust?
Not that shady motherfucker
In the city
Los Scandalous
Well, well, little man came up a little bit
It feels good having money in the pocket
Fuck that nine to five bullshit, right?
Yeah, kick that shit to the curb
But you got to look out for the scandalous motherfuckers
Cuz niggas is tricky than a motherfucker
Yeah, but motherfuckers got to look out for us too
You know what
Im saying
Im just as shisty as a nigga
Shit, set me up and niggas are gonna die
You get set up back, cuz we aint having that bullshit
I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
Twenty-seven and mo baby, twenty-seven and mo
Oh get the fuck out of here, stay, bust out man
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