in the City of Angels (I am not lost) (I am not lost) (I am not lost) I was not born to be a slave I cannot be a part of that A new religion on my
city of angels (Well, I am not lost) (I am not lost) (I am not lost) Well, I was not born to be a slave I cannot be a part of that A new religion on
Prijevod: LA Guns. Lost In The City of Angels.
Mystic city =unknown, maybe kavalier= =killah priest= I've found a star, [what's deal god, I heard you got some] I've found a star, [bad news about killah
the right one, pass dat weed, l gotta light one All them niggas l gotta fight one, all them hoes l gotta like one Our situation is a tight one, what
open everybody's gettin' drunk If you're ready I'm ready see really we don't give a fuck Another night in L.A., the homies all valet We got it lookin
are more dangerous than a bullet Make the wrong move, I'm on your neck like a mullet 'Big Dog' style, we Rottweiler, pitbull it Smoke a bleezy with a
bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff
the right one pass dat weed l gotta light one all them niggas l gotta fight one all them hoes l gotta like one our situation is a tight one what u wanna
A Ride Im A Shine Just A Deadly Game Of Life Fuus Trippin And I Try Im An Angel In Disguise Im A Bust Let It Thrust Angel Dust Got Me Stuffed Dont Give
12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even a nigga with a ten-year bid knew that Put a gun in his mouth yeah, yeah do that He a pussy (sniff
mean the world Ludacris and a couple a girls You find a brotha runnin up in the girls I get 'em drunk, chugga-luggin the girls Ding-a-ling face huggin
everybody's gettin drunk If you're ready I'm ready see really we don't give a fuck [Xzibit] Another night in L.A., the homies all valet We got it lookin
