Текст песни Cypress Hill - Killafornia
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[B-Real]Living in the city of the ScandalousShisty motherfuckers, can`t even trust my own brothersSo who can I choose to trust, me, that`s whoNiggas want a piece of the pie, fuck off and die!Jealous, envious fools want to rush thisLoco, trooping ass nigga with the cash, shitMotherfuckers just get your own, and leave mine aloneForty-five places to get doneSend out your invitationTo the party of your eliminationI got peeps that play for keeps, (Hardball)Now I`m laying your ass down to sleepBut every hustler wants to be bawlingBut I got the balls for the shot callingI pull strings, the Don King, only in AmericaThen I hustle, and flex my muscle[Hustlers]--Yeah, man, I`ve been out here running game for eight years--I know I`m getting tired of standing on this corner--Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool Finest motherfucking bitches, jewels and all that shit, if I got to take it from a nigga--Shit, let him run for me then--I can work for myself, don`t have to work for nobody, I`ll be my own hustler[B-real]Where can I roam to get my hustle onKillafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clipsLoaded and cocked, I`m used to running with the GlockNina Millimeter, lighting up the fucking blockNow, who you gonna trust?, who can you trust?I don`t know, but if you coming on my cornerI think I`m gonna bustYou can`t handle us, devious, dangerousCriminal mentality, insanityI move weight, from state to stateAll the niggas moving weights, can you relate?[Hustlers]--Damn, what`s up, I see you pushing that big time weight--I told you, I wasn`t bullshitting--You coming up, aight! --When I seen you three or four months ago I told you--Got respect for a man now--Handle your shit![B-Real]Where can I choose to get my hustle on?In the alleyway, lighting up all night longFuck working at McD`s, I`m rolling with the O.Z`s In the QP`s, puffing on treesWho can I trust?, who can you trust?Not that shady motherfucker in the city Los Scandalous[Hustlers]--Well, well, little man came up a little bit--It feels good having money in the pocket--Fuck that nine to five bullshit, right?--Yeah, kick that shit to the curb--But you got to look out for the scandalous motherfuckers Cuz niggas is tricky than a motherfucker--Yeah, but motherfuckers got to look out for us too You know what I`m saying I`m just as shisty as a nigga--Shit, set me up and niggas are gonna die--You get set up back, cuz we ain`t having that bullshit--I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying--Twenty-seven and mo` baby, twenty-seven and mo`--Let`s get the fuck out of here"