How Many More Times, treat me the way you wanna do? How Many More Times, treat me the way you wanna do? When I give you all my love, please, please be
Got the feeling I can't shed It might seem like a premonition But a long time dead Gonna be, gonna be a long time dead A long time dead
shadows It could be so easy If I just had time Baby please believe me You're always on my mind We could work it out If we just had time Can't stop the
Vertaling: LA Guns. Tijd.
Vertaling: LA Guns. Hoe vele malen meer.
Vertaling: LA Guns. Long Time Dead.
got you in my night vision Brain fragments on the street released Another nigga fronts hard, another nigga deceased I got a H.K., A.K. and a M-16 A
style, the gangsta talk, I got a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A
lay on your back It's about guns and drugs and hoes and club x2 Cypress Hill made a nigga understand How I could just kill a man? Long Beach out of the
guns they'll never find My Lethal Weapon's my mind "A lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A
but missed the 12 gauge Maniac,I'm a rhyme brainiac,livin' on the edge of a razor Remember that Cold rollin' thick as a shake,I'm rockin' hard as a quake
m from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get
shed blood, gotta leave this world with somethin, a realer nigga for more than I can handle, the trust was asked so that's for a mack, got caught up in a
Deciphering wrong from right Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting Puttin' the oldest far from life, Facing a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality Now it's a
up So do the sink now Pablo escobar shit Buyin' a clink now Dead presidents shit Robbin the Brinks now 100 shot tommy guns Hell of a stink now J A D A
fake Take time out to think before I wrote the page Celebrate my type of style Dunn, it's a real one Kill time, sit around and compare guns Me and mines, we a
I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word to mother Love a dude with a doo-rag, from where we suffer From growin up too fast, I'm a rude ass bitch
you fuckin' right While I was raised on my fuckin' life I did my time on them corners, now I lead the fuckin' life Large dollars, guns and ice Is nothin
