Lyrics:
Desperados of the
We desperados of the
Desperados of the
We desperados of the ghetto
Segregated to the lowest level
They hate us they say all we
away, unless you push me to play
That's somethin I know you'll regret so please don't forget
Chorus
Akon:
I'm a ghetto soldier, desperado!!!!
I'm
them know I spoke the truth
Salute. Ghetto story tales of OG's and gangers who clapped
I saw it all. On dusty roads, everyday facts
Became a desperado
der Straße ein' Drive-By
Ein Leben für die Gang, Desperado mein Lifestyle (mein Lifestyle)
Ich zerreiße die Rapper mit einem Wort
Also komm, diese
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
Drive-By
Ein Leben für die Gang, Desperado mein Lifestyle (mein Lifestyle)
Ich zerreiße die Rapper mit einem Wort
Also komm, diese beiden sind Ghetto bis
[talking]
Even though we all thugs
Don't judge us by our action, but judge us by our heart
The wicked, spies upon the righteous
God blesses the man,
No love for these fake desperados
And thugs I bleed to envy
Smoke and blow out they blunts
Sipping Henney
Drunk nights
And hot days
Cocking
senorita's been fightin' a lot
So I'm all alone, chillin' at home
Without no car, sittin' by the telephone
So I called her up (brrring) and apologized (I'm
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
to stop the process you know
Cover your chest I'll spray these through your thin vest
Feared like an outlaw from the East, getting stalked by Jim West
started by the school, not far from the Apollo
My "fuck tomorrow" motto through the eyes of Pablo
Escobar the desperado, word to Cus D'Amato
Gotta
the corner, baby
Ours for the taking
Yo
I've seen child blossom to man
Some withered and turned to murderers
Led astray by the liars, death glorifiers
the corner, baby
Ours for the taking
Yo
I've seen child blossom to man
Some withered and turned to murderers
Led astray by the liars, death glorifiers
the large with ammunition
[9th Prince]
I'm in deep meditation like the great Indian monk Dowmo
Lyrical desperados thrown like a torpedo from black masks like
Dub C and the Young Hogs
[Young Shane]
It's the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood,
bring the pain foe the hood, 'cause it's all tooted
alongside righteous fellows
At Philistines attacking the ghetto
This prompts the Achlos to go Narcos
Popularizing those desperados on search for El Dorado
In
(what you gonna do when your mind gets old)
[Saukrates]
(make money)the slogn of ghetto dwellers in such
(take money)the phrase
want it? who-who-who want it?
Who want it? who-who-who want it?
My life's like the movie Heavy Metal, but ghetto
You told me I ain't your type, but
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