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- Dre, I see dead people
Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]
The
Yo, Dre
Thought I was Dead
West coast
One blood [x4]
Game
[Verse 1]
I´m the Doctor´s Advocate, nigga dre shot ya
It Brought me back from the dead, that´s why they call him the doctor
Ok The (after)´math don´t drop them
That´s why 50 ain´t rockin´ with him
No more, IT´S OKAY, I get it poppin´
Whole club rockin´
Like a ´64 impala
Drink cris, throw it up
Call the shit hydraulics
Then piss in the cup
Call the shit hypnotic
I bleed Compton
Spit crack and shit chronic
And you new niggaz ain´t shit
But new niggaz
Played to get shooed niggaz
I´m talkin´ ta you, nigga
Bouncin´ in da ´64 throwin´ up West side, man
Sellin´ another 5 million albums, YES I AM
Alle Fresh like damn
This nigga did it again
A thousand on his neck, L.A. above the brim
The Inside the lambo´ in the shotgun with Snoop
What would the motherfuckin´ West coast be without one crip and {one Blood}
Game
[chorus]
One blood [x4]
Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]
It One blood [x4]
[Verse 2]
I´m from the West side of the ´64 Impala
Ok Where niggaz say "Where you from" we´ll never say "Holla"
Bandanna on the right side
Gun on the left side
Niggaz in New York, know how to throw up the West side
Word to Eazy
I´m so ill, believe me
I made room for Jeezy
But the rest of you niggaz better be glad you breathin´
All i need is one reason
I´m the king, and Dre said the West coast need me
I don´t know why you niggaz keep tryin´ me
Everybody knows I´m the add to the Aftermath dynasty
And I ain´t gotta make shit for the club
What DJ gonna turn down the .38 snub?
Alle You 38 and you still rappin´ uhh
I´m 26 nigga, so is the dubs
The On the ´07 Hummer
Hop out with no bodyguards
When the chronic smoke clear all you see is {one Blood}
Game
[chorus]
One blood [x4]
Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]
It One blood [x4]
[Verse 3]
I ain´t got no beef with 50, no beef with Jay
Ok What´s beef when you gettin´ head in the 6-tray?
And the double game chain, I keep ´em on display
Black T-shirt, so all you see is the A (aftermath)
Turn on the TV, and all you see is the A (aftermath)
Niggaz better make a dance and try to get radio play
Keep on +snappin´ your fingers+, I ain´t going away
I don´t regret what I spit, cuz I know waht I say
And niggaz keep talkin´ about me, they don´t know when to stop
I got the Louis Vuitton buckle, holdin´ tha glock
No beam, no silencer, I know when to pop
Alle Wait ´til Lil´ Jon come on and left off a shot
The I have the number 1 billboard spot
Niggaz stepped on my fingers, and I climb right back to the top
Game I´m BIG, I´m Cube, I´m NaS, I´m ´Pac
It This ain´t shit but a warnin´ til my album drop
Ok
[chorus]
One blood [x4]
Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]
Songtexte One blood [x8]
Blood, Blood, Blood, Blood-Blood-Blood [x3]
One blood [x4]
Přidal: Ondra dne 10. 12. 2006 v 15:43.
Počet zobrazení: 265 (1).
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