I?m back on the street again Got to stand on my own two feet again I?m walking that lonely beat again Remembering when, whoa, whoa, remembering when
Vertimas: Don Williams. Atgal į gatvę vėl.
Just 'cause I joke and smoke a lot Don't mean I don't tote the glock Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen Until we motherfuckin' meet again Huh, I
stick to the script We cop, we flip, we re-up, get back on our shift Money over bitches nigga stick to the script You in the streets nigga, make your
sound, oh, we don't represent Atlanta We ain't puttin' the A-Town on the map, okay, here we come Gipp economy is strange in the meanin', lookin street
, kill 'em) Say it, say it again nigga (Brownsville, Brownsville) To the motherfuckin' end nigga I'm a street roller, heat holder Complete soldier, repeat soldier William
dismissed, the D.A even likin' the song Right back to the P's, latest pair of Michael's shoes on When you holla in the club it's cool But don't change
go Welcome back Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas Welcome back Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes Welcome back Yeah, I'
' Fame I analyze the streets, spit real game I'll blast on you as you pass on through Catch you right where you stand put your ass on you I remind niggas
wonder, bordering on complete confusion, how a person of this description could rationalise life. This was a series of characteristics that many times in my life I would look back on
on complete confusion, how a person of this description could rationalise life. This was a series of characteristics that many times in my life I would look back on
I don't go in no clubs without bringing my joint in They be asking fellas why (why?) It's cause the streets is watching With an envious ear, jealous eye You know how William
Just cause I joke and smoke a lot Don't mean I don't tote the glock Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen Until we motherfuckin meet again Huh,
m Back And I'm Shinin On These Niggas(Welcome Back) Yeah I'm Back And I'm Stuntin On These Hoes(Welcome Back) Been On My Grizzy... But Now I'm Back In
! [Chief Kamachi:] Yo, the Pharaohs back, less than an hour's nap Woke up in a cave on the top of Mount Arafat Blood on the tarot pack, the power black
to the script We cop, we flip, we re-up; get back on our shift Money over bitches nigga stick to the script {*scratch* "You in the streets nigga, make
or not Just cause I joke and smoke a lot Don't mean I don't tote the glock Sixteen shots for my niggaz in the pen Until we motherfuckin meet again Huh
S.A. survival teams Keep an eye on their surroundings in the jihad regime A total riot scene, back and forth they encrypt fiber optic beams on my album
