back we've come too far Wings made in fear won't fly We tried with the weak they died Follow, follow, follow, follow try Follow, follow, follow, follow
Tulkojums: Kill Young. Seko Seko.
Turn back we've come too far Wings made in fear won't fly We tried with the weak they died Follow, follow, follow, follow try Follow, follow, follow, follow
to smoke His breath killed friends whenever he spoke Eighteen fifty, really nifty Millard Fillmore's in Young and fierce was Franklin Pierce The man without a chin Follows
conspirin' and kidnappin' Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift wrappin' You should follow how the style switch up Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill
I'm 'bout to kill 'em this summer I'm doin' all white everything All white everything, all white everything All white everything I'm 'bout to kill '
need a key We get in for free No VIP sleaze Drink that Kool-Aid Follow my lead Now you're one of us You're coming with me It's time to kill the lights
'Cause you're never alone that's why I use this low tone Follow this and you might grow older, this is a message to the soldiers Now they killed King
: R.I.P to the girl you used to see her days are over, baby shes over I've decided to give you all of me baby come closer (2x) I'm ready for ya. Kill
off your tight Have have a ''G'' night night Getting head on a flight flight 20 hours flight , i ain't never been A hater mother fucker I ain't got no time Young
drink that kool aid follow my lead now you're one of us your coming with me it's time to kill the lights
, she gonna say bye to ya If looks could kill then my style might body ya B-b-body ya, b-b-body ya If looks could kill, then my style might body ya B
I saw a dried up river and a rich man Turning on a garden hose I see a young man picking up a gun I guess that's where the money goes, yeah Am I just
girl you used to see./ Her days are over. Baby she's over./ I've decided to give you all of me./ Baby come closer, baby come closer./ I'm ready for ya!/ Kill
s so cold. Trust in mine, all right, then we can roll, roll, roll. Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Wish: Was ya too young
We get in for free No VIP sleaze Drink that Kool-Aid Follow my lead Now you're one of us You're coming with me It's time to kill the lights And shut
A lil sumtn' for my G's on the West Side Now if ya want it we on it dog, ya know how it is We're with the illest and realest killers, we handle our biz
find A solution to the problems of the inner streets It's a shame what our kids are beginning to be Pregnant teenagers, young gun slangers There ain
