Превод: Цлан претња. Тешкоће.
LA gang banger The 9 is a bitch, she talks shit, starts battlin Now I'm in your body travellin Your whole world's unravellin Never thought them niggaz would come back like this Menace
Chorus] I say these niggaz is cold outside so I always carry my heat It's a cold world, so fuck the whole world Supply your own heat No matter the weather A Menace
We can take over the world, he said And it's plenty gold in my country, he said A 1000 men make a company, he said But I gotta put into your butt lead
a nigga blue And now we wanna get his crew, I take his whole crew And I go through em like the flu I finish niggas Got more clan than menace niggas I
balls one time while I unwind, now I'm bustin' your ass counter clockwise, I get dumb, but dumber, Why your vision blurred? For all the losers [Menace Clan
of CD's, we off the hook W.T.C. y'all soft and shook Y'all not built like the Cuban Linx Clan that get CREAM And back heads down every time we sing Give
in 'em, props to Beverly Johnson She was the first black woman in 'em Pee, drop the bomb and end the pressure with the menace Smith & Wesson clear the
if you had a afro So dont try me, you better walk by me I'll do you like the first part in Menace II Society Like Cypress Hill, yo, I'm INSANE I'll shoot
all my dogs When I'm in your town, can I pub crawl with ya'll? Go back home with your silky drawers baby doll Exodus insanus nocturnus Never your clan
Coastal maiden eastern university The question was do you think that God understands reggae? And the overwhelming majority of these students said no God doesn't understand reggae There was blindness in menace
you had a afro So don't try me, you better walk by me I'll do you like the first part in menace ii society Like cypress hill, yo, I'm insane I'll shoot
'm like Seabiscuit, I'mma win by a photo finish Nigga, this ain't tennis, yeah, I ain't bluffing shit I be the street menace on my David Ruffin shit Police
Can handle Once I back slap you Or clap you Bullets in your skin like a tatoo Now back to Reality You ain't as bad as me I get down For my clan Till
can handle Once I back slap you or clap you Bullets in your skin like a tatoo Now back to reality, you ain't as bad as me I get down for my clan till
tu es mis en cause Joue les martyres, hurle a mort quand toute l'affaire est close... Ecoute-moi bien, opportuniste Saches que j'n'aime pas ceux de ton clan
The grand ultimate supreme, no extremedies We use Tai Chi to deflect off our enemy Five poisons from the clan, there's no remedy We dispell the smell
mortal sacrifice The taste of blood the foaming frenzy All berserkers rage Emerging from a bloodred sky As storming birds of prey Shrieking Screaming Raging's menace
