Russia In the summer of '43 And as we drove the Germans back I really believed that God was listening to me We howled into Berlin Tore the smoking buildings down Raised the red
Ali] I like the limited edition to kaki and army green (Big boy) patent leather pin stripe you should see how I do the strings (Big boy) size twelve with the strap Red
and dumb millenium is at your service Flow the plaque, instigate lyrics then backfile another MC who thought cause he was dipped in powder blue that he
body full of diamonds, hoppin' out the Bentley coupe crime high, I'm climbin', the other pockets empty crew n-ggas thought I died then, call me Mackavelli blue red
we're gonna teach them boys to sing the blues Chorus Little sister's got a new tattoo Now mama don't know what to do She up and joined the army reserve
gucci sweata Spillin' armaredda in a black Baretta For the fools who change like blue weather.} [His tailor-made Armani suits, played with Tommy boots Pushed more hummers than army
(look out) (bustin and runnin) (Look out) (raid, raid) I hear a siren you know what that means, the boys in blue is on the way. and people duckin in
thing It was a like aqua blue, kinda dark aqua blue With a cream colored heart was a Silvertone from Montgomery wards The model was called Kentucky Blue
t new to me I never feared going down with my whole damn crew Only thing that I fear is ever fucking with you Well, I too took a beating from the boys in blue
See While The Salvation Army Band beats on their drums Singin' Nearer My God To Thee. CHORUS On a dark Jersey street corner under the light The Boys
got the thing. It was a like aqua blue. Kinda dark aqua blue with a cream colored heart. Was a Silvertone from Montgomery Wards. The model was called Kentucky Blue
The mailman tried to stop me, but I picked up a rock He got the bone HE GOT THE BONE! Police screech around the corners with they red and blue lights
Vertaling: Water Boys, die. Red Army Blues.
Russia in the summer of '43 And as we drove the Germans back I really believed That God was listening to me We howled into Berlin tore the smoking buildings down Raised the red
i never feared going down with my whole damn crew only thing that i fear is ever fucking with you well i too took a beating from the boys in blue and
s lay it down nigga, gangsta style Yeah, uhh, c'mon, yeah [Erick Sermon] Yo, aiyyo I be the bandit, make dough expand it Army bag full that blow mass