Tekster:
Street Dogs Pull The Pin

control Lost all his hope Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin You called him out, nowhere

self control Lost all his hope Losing the serenity, he's going to pull the pin Can't turn the other cheek now, gonna pull the pin You called him out,

with us y'all niggas just gotta lose Lust for them things that turn women to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them

it, imma face more green with Bone Thugs in one night, no secrets. Fuck the Feds, it ain't no love at all for 'em, and pull me over with police dogs lickin

of that brown paper bag money You *** really wanna talk money? *** real, that's all I can tell 'em Just wrap 'em up good so the dogs can't smell 'em,

I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof? Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go on

us y'all niggas just gotta lose Lust for them things that turn women to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them twins

was rutheless and lord knows dat I've sinned but I thought about my future in the loops like a pin Walked out on da gig and I turned 2 da streets Kept

there's no army to stop a big invasion? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where