(Ark in background)
[Fingazz] "Don't mess with mine"
"Don't mess with mine" --] Ice Cube
[Ark] Uh
T-Weaponz
[Fingazz] "Get back"
"Get back" --] Ice Cube
[Ark] Ark, IzReal, Psalmz
Lil' Rob, it's a problem
Twelve Eighteen, Part Two
Yo, Fingazz, you a monster
Don't even understand how we chillin'
[Fingazz] "Get back"
"Get back"
[Ark] Yo, Lil' Rob
Yo, set this shit
[Fingazz] "Don't mess with mine" (Talk to 'em)
"Get back" (Come on)
"Get back"
(Verse 1)
[Lil' Rob] See, I might take my placaso, I might get boracho
And start pedo, throw chingasos with any vato
You don't too much with meat on your plato
Don't bite off, more than you chew, and get done, no gatcho
Trucha, don't wanna get hit with the fusca
I'm on some crazy shit that makes me act like I used to
To start a fire, all it takes is a spark
Ese Lil' Rob, cabrones, lightin' up your whole park {*explosion*}
I'm drivin' real slow
Sittin' real low
Rollin' in the 5-3
Yeah
Bulletholes in the door
From the week before
When they were shootin' at me
Yeah
Hey, fuck 'em, homie, I just happened to rhyme
But I still, can put a bullet on your mind with a nine
I still remember, had to pull them crimes
You do it quick, and leave nothing, be kind, so
[Fingazz] "Get back"
[Fingazz] "Don't mess with mine"
"Don't mess with mine" --] Ice Cube
[Ark] Uh
T-Weaponz
[Fingazz] "Get back"
"Get back" --] Ice Cube
[Ark] Ark, IzReal, Psalmz
Lil' Rob, it's a problem
Twelve Eighteen, Part Two
Yo, Fingazz, you a monster
Don't even understand how we chillin'
[Fingazz] "Get back"
"Get back"
[Ark] Yo, Lil' Rob
Yo, set this shit
[Fingazz] "Don't mess with mine" (Talk to 'em)
"Get back" (Come on)
"Get back"
(Verse 1)
[Lil' Rob] See, I might take my placaso, I might get boracho
And start pedo, throw chingasos with any vato
You don't too much with meat on your plato
Don't bite off, more than you chew, and get done, no gatcho
Trucha, don't wanna get hit with the fusca
I'm on some crazy shit that makes me act like I used to
To start a fire, all it takes is a spark
Ese Lil' Rob, cabrones, lightin' up your whole park {*explosion*}
I'm drivin' real slow
Sittin' real low
Rollin' in the 5-3
Yeah
Bulletholes in the door
From the week before
When they were shootin' at me
Yeah
Hey, fuck 'em, homie, I just happened to rhyme
But I still, can put a bullet on your mind with a nine
I still remember, had to pull them crimes
You do it quick, and leave nothing, be kind, so
[Fingazz] "Get back"
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.