to my heart I didn't want no trouble but the shit had to start Out with my crew some ounks got loud Shot gun blasts echoed throug the crowd Six punks
a kid But I got tired of all their shit But that was years ago, man Before they tore that Fontana plant down And my old man smoked himself Into a six
run to now I'll disappear, you'll wonder how Lookin' for me, I'm underground Dre, I'm down here under the ground Dig me up, broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up 60
Infamous) This shit we gettin cause We focus We watch the dopest We get ta smokin Like molten The niggas hopin But cannot cope With ths loakest Eletric wit 60
you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that" Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs We can sail it out, five nights, six
" Hope you ain't the anorexic type trying to lose that" Us boys like 'em thick, short weaves, curls, braids I take 'em buck 50, 60 with them thick legs We can sail it out, five nights, six
Tums, he's a front Pigeon totalist sister with the fat ass Show hash behind up the block plus he smashed her Big bub did him somethin' deadly, act premeditated Buck 60
around and tell me you're free) (Come with me to My Hood) [Killah Priest] We've got Powerules and P-stones Damo and El Rukas, in Hell feudin, the 60'
m gettin bummy So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin And countin my blessings And pray for the brotherman with an m-60 in his hand,
know it's half my time In the pen or the box wit' my man on the ox We gon do it like we did it on the block, let's roll Like wit 60's 30's, 40 niggas
California earthquake I take, many chances on this carrucha that dances Like a ruca, ass up, titties down So many Chevys you would think we're in the 60
earthquake I take, many chances on this carrucha that dances Like a ruca, ass up, titties down So many Chevys you would think we're in the 60's Now I
cover just to hide my pound Got a house in the valley come and find me now Got enough dough to buy the town So I might give a six to my chick, Benz
i think its time to hit em With another one of those other ones baby Big Tech slow it down so we can do this [Tech N9ne] Manifest six city tour done
.E.M.I.G.O.D.Z. It's like oh, ohhh, ohhhh D.I.P.S.E.T. S.O.B. G's I came from pumping 60K out the trunk switchblades Ziggy stuff nicknames, itchy braids
records, they're gathering dust But me, I'm still listening to Live Rust And if the 90's are the 60's turned upside down Then the 80's were the 60
go spittin' you For the dolies, niggaz just press G-O While shoot outs, reachin' for the glocks, on my way to gettin' drugs Still spittin' ya, 3-60 pill