Tekster:
Death In Vegas Death Threat

(Instrumental)

inna everybody. white, black, to chinie pass the heini, onset offset. No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the new school law. You better be in by sundown. Sending death threats

life, one love, so there can only be one King The highlights of livin, Vegas style roll dice in linen Antera spinnin on Milleniums, twenty G bets I'm winnin them Threats

is damp Ain't nothin' like being a thug when I can just Sit on the Row of Death straight knowing that I'm blessed Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality Overdosing on crime, three

Vegetable rice(gotta be kidding) No breakfast Cap'n Crunch at night Our kids eating lunch at night In their beds all bunched in tight No less than three

into sexy capers Give a holla to them hoochies last night that tried to rape us Will these rap lyrics take us, plus room all up in Vegas I'm a boss playa, death

! It's Tha Row World Order baby Vegas, drop the heat, c'mon... we back! [Chorus x3: Crooked I & Phobia] Death Row's back (here we go again) Death Row

had it laid out 'fore you knew what a plan was Three hundred mill' later, now you understand us Y'all ain't see us comin through Vegas You ever seen so

inna everybody. White, Black, to Chinie pass the Heini, onset offset. No prisoners at war a quarter to cutthroat is the New school law. You better be in by sundown. Sending death threats