give me one more reason One more reason to die You give me one more reason to die You give me one more reason to die You give me one more reason
rain Hurt so good, can't feel no pain Paint it black, drives me insane So far gone I'm not the same You give me one more reason One more reason to die
Vertimas: LA Guns. Dar viena priežastis '99.
Vertimas: LA Guns. Dar viena priežastis (Julian Beeston Remix).
Vertimas: LA Guns. Dar viena priežastis,.
Vertimas: LA Guns. Dar viena priežastis (Julian Beestron Remix).
they guns dumb bell a n-gga tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace we tired of only having just a peace and f-ck policing, they killing n-ggas whats the reason
you hey and one time for the city, hey and two times for you hey [Verse 2] Look here it's raining outside boy fuck a umbrella niggas banging outside, boy they guns dumb bell a
one, pass dat weed, l gotta light one All them niggas l gotta fight one, all them hoes l gotta like one Our situation is a tight one, what you wanna
for that Then I picked up the phone to call my Aunt Dot So she could fill me in a little more about the plot Nine, one, seven, eight, five, eight, two, one
me sagat Blazin hot like the bullet from somebody gettin shot Where ther's a drum there's a beat And where there's guns there's the streets This option
the spot that they sell cocaine out One single, had to tint the yellow range out Everybody runnin' up tryin' to spell the name out (F A B O L O U S)
call me Sagat Blazin' hot like the bullet from somebody gettin' shot Where there's a drum there's a beat And where there's guns there's the streets
that Then I picked up the phone, to call my Aunt Dot so she could fill me in a little more about the plot Hmm.. nine-one-seven, eight-five-eight, two-one
L.A. comes in a can of mace Beat all the niggers Beat whoever you see Don't need a reason L.A.P.D. L.A.P.D. L.A.P.D.
wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his back You wanna put 2 crosses on yo' back Nigga you ain't Tupac... THIS is Tupac! [Verse One
for years Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell Put it in
