[Phone Call] Bueno... ?C¨®mo est¨¢ todo?... Bien, bien, qu¨¦ bueno, qu¨¦ bueno... Bueno, a lo que estamos hablando, van a ser 50000 (cincuenta mil) bolas... 25 (veinticinco) ahora y 25 despu¨¦s... Y a que usted agarre noticia de que Don Miguel ha muerto... Nos veremos en el centro de Los Angeles... Ah¨ª por la Pico y la Figueroa... [Translation:] Hello...how's it going?... Great, great, that's good, that's good... Ok, what we were talking bout before, They're gonna be fifty thousand balls... Twenty-five now and twenty-five later... And you betta know that Don Miguel has died... I'll see u in the middle of L.A.... right by The Pico and The Figueroa [B Real:] Lookin' back in the days of my youth no doubt I didn't have any role models kickin' the truth out So who am I supposed to look up to? [Edit] on the corner, or the boys in blue Now I had 2 choices, what could I be? Down with, runnin' with the pigs or the g's, Let's see, a pig ain't done nothin' for me But try to guide me to the penetentiary The g's on the other hand wanna see me Callin' shots in the hood, recruitin' homies Either way I'm [edit] unfortunatley So I think I'll roll with the neighborhood family G's in the hood are influential Pigs on the street are detrimental A g's got stripes on his credentials Growin' up ain't easy in the Central [Chorus:] In the soul of the one holdin' the gun Of the Assassin, elimination, blastin', assassination The lone hard core to the bone individual Highly adavanced than your average criminal Through the shadows I lurk through the alleys And rooftops, scoped and aimed at your brain Until we meet in the next world again, Until the year 2000 come on in my friend An OG told me How to make some ends To get the Rolex and the phat [edit] Benz All I gotta do is take out a few friends Disappear for a while then come back again I used to have to hit them with the long range shot In time I got better in the closer I got The last thing I learned was the knife in hand Blade to the throat, Oh, how I could kill a man You could never understand how my mind works The professional methods I use when I do dirt Enemies and adversaries on the contract No combat, I catch them in their Z's [Chorus] No one ever knows how the cards get dealt In the hands of the maker when you break yourself Why do I do do do things I do Nobody was ever there for me to talk to Once I was youngster, pure and true Now I'm runnin' with the sick, sick crew You could never understand what I go through There could never be another [edit] fillin' my shoes Sometimes I wonder how I made this far In the gang set trippin', Givin' up the set I claim Pigs lookin' at me and they wanna take aim But I don't give a [edit] cause it's all the same [Chorus] [last line is different] Until the year 2000 my friend Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com