confusion or the realist illusion, It's the idea that I will feel brand new again, In a crowd of a million she's the smell of familiar, She's the hand
Vertaling: Big 10-4. Die reuk van bekende.
high class hood rat Don't want to fuck with niggas in khakis But hoe, I bet for the dough You quick to jack that ass like a 4 So quit frontin' on a
some musical shit plus I got caught a note Niggaz want to vote for my squad I truly believe the black man is god My family is mixed when american in yard Oh long yo yo this is my 10
want to vote for my squad I truly believe the black man is god My family is mixed when american in yard Oh long yo yo this is my 10 40 This is for your
killed her Picked up my grip, let it slide into the holster Although most of, them niggas fear me I'm supposed to Protect my neck, if not mine then big
and I'm chillin' (Westside) Tell your family to fuck off and roll with this villian [chorus] Do you like negros, him and those, individuals called criminals? [2x] [Mack 10
