Vertaling: De Bush Varkens. Fuck Like Eagles.
Don caught a ricochet These motherfuckers was ill, they didn't come to play Bust a right turn, parked and then we got left Hid in the the bushes, shot
See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out, Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out
See nobody can't stop me betta watch me back out Woke up in the county as soon as I passed out Bullet passed the pigs mo murda mo money let's mash out
precedent is set, don't matter if he follow the law I know I'll give my son pride and make him swallow it all (damn!) Fuck the pigs! I think the pigs
the bust? The way I fell, cracked the face of my watch My man's chantin' me on like, "Run son, don't go up in the spot" Jettin' through bushes and backyards
on they ass can't stand the rain And bring heat over beats, and scratch the itch In a "No Spin Zone," fuck a scanadalous bitch It's the return of the (Bush
Freemason kill committee See the Dragon gettin' shittier in every city [CHORUS] Now ask yourself who's the people with the most to gain (Bush) 'fore 911 motherfuckas couldn't stand his name (Bush
Roll in the Chevy Malibu I know they dig that In the secret compartment is where I hid that Try to avoid wherever I see the pigs at Forty-fo' and black
off Bullyboy, gonna show ya who's tough I'm gonna shoot the dog, I'm gonna shoot the dog It's party time, everyday I spent Saturday night on Novocaine Called the pigs
?t you cross that distant mountain Where it rains Chanel No.5? And the gutters, I think are paved with mink And the diamond bushes thrive Pigs trot around
God damn devils, done finally made they move on South Los Angeles In Watts, the shots don't quit and in Compton we got the same shit Damn pigs is puttin
Sometimes the creek flows, sometimes it won't Sometimes he's mean, he's got a gun When the ewes are lambing he's got pigs on the run Out in the lignum
I can I'ma help them find that nigga up in Afghanistan I represent the hood, Benz what I push Just bought a house right next to George Bush In River Oaks
December of 88', blue boys hit the cut was To late to break, Had to swallow three stones tossed My Chrome in the bushes, seven dirty pigs jackin' up Three bushes
duel duel in pools. to Rembrandt and Oswald, to peanuts and ketchup, sanctimonious sycophants stir in the bushes, up to the stand with your foot on
, four-five, concealed weapon Runnin' through bricks that niggaz ain't yet step on Eludin' Cop-po, in the eight, inhalin' char-coal They tailin' but I'm Indy 500 Monaco Pigs
dip dy dip to the socialize Of americal not america mer Medler rich peddler "hold up?± Which ways up whatever high Heather by bush push push push in The bush
