Текст песни World Class Wreckin Cru - Gang Bang
World Class Wreckin Cru - Gang Bang слова песни
Listen to the story as we rap to the beatas we educate ya `bout life in the streetcoz gang bangin, dope slangin, (??baffle the hit)If you do it too long, you`ll end up deadIf you don`t end up dead, you`ll end up in jailLivin your life in a concrete hell[CHORUS:]Gang bang ! You`re dead and lyin in the streetGang bang ! Fifteen years old and a cold piece o` meatGang bang ! Now tell me brotha watcha gonna doGang bang ! When the coroner puts the bag on youOoh you`re standin on the corner, selling weedtryin to earn money for the things you needYou look like a waitress, who works in a barbut you don`t wait on tables, you wait on carsYou don`t carry a tray, you carry a bagA car passes by, you start to blastA car pulls over then you make the dropand out jumps a badge and a narco copUp against the wall, and down to jailYou can`t go home coz you can`t make bailYour mother`s at home, constantly cryinfor fear that her baby could be dyin[CHORUS]You wear red rag, blue rag, and big shoelacesYou drink 40 ounce brew by the casesYou dress so tacky `til you look like a sloband you wonder why you can`t get a job You wear barrets and you call yourself a manand you never wear the right size pantsYour clothes are never fresh, they`re always staleWho`s your designer, the county jail ?You got secret words and finger signstwisted egos and warped mindsYour grammar is bad and you think you`re coolBut if you listen to yourself, you sound like a fool[CHORUS]