, you want You wanna replace me But you can't erase me And you're losing ground I'll be the one that brings you down You try to replace me You can't even face me You're folding
Ill break you and defy you Ill buy the way inside you Ill be the word to try you Im scared to deny you Ill find a way to keep you out Ill be the one
Prijevod: Trust Company. Nabor.
studyin, unlike you You quite new, no game I understand you a youngster, wanna be hustler Undercover buster Can't believe I trusted ya - but that goes to show how fools fold
to head combat you scared to bust back an trust that call the Regime we known to pull gats in black hats hop out the company truck give a fuck, fill my
of LA, who what? You holdin my nuts, like a hice cup runnin up Keep yo mouth shut cos you talk too much You cant fold, what the hell, you need the glocks
your name like Gatorade But you got thirsty for the money! Punk and disrespect the three that put ya back up on it Always talkin bout, your word good as gold Wash, fold
