Lyrics:
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
Nighttime would find me in Rose's Cantina,
Music would play and Felina
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
the kid is strapped like a car seat
Guns make me cool, I've discovered
'Cos I'm not your dad, but I've got loads of tools in the cupboard
So come for me
me some more.
She's my little rock star, man she knows it.
My baby's Guns N' Roses.
She's got a wild side.
That troubles in her blood.
Thinks I
but a nigga still drip
I ain't in the club but a nigga still V.I.P
Still got a 40 cal on my hip
Cause I
Don't need
(Your help)
Catch me riding
By my
first
(I hope they ready)
A lot of p**** n**** talk like bro
Little runnin' they mouth
That is till run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth
the sky
Red roses by ya side
Red roses by ya side
Somebody dying tonight
Somebody dying tonight
I keep that glick by my side
Them niggas ain't cut like I
I
formidable place
I can let you know the ins and the outs and I can spit it wicked
Twiztid And you can see by the look on my face
Give me the mic and ima
and dangerous trapped in my thoughts and i'm hoping you notice
Telling me tales bout her ways n changes, all that shits cap and i know that shits bogus
Dodging
I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will
shine I'm the one
On the east I'm in tuned see revolution
Celebrate give me Rose's I wont die by the gun
Celebrate give me Rose's been tough on the lung
dollar shop air
Fake flowers, fake guns and fake capital
Cash only
You'll get caught in the mirror if you try anything stupid
Very important people
Fucking
a day, a place to stash
Pull up in the rose then hopped in the Wraith
Six hundred bands for all of my friends
I rock with my brother forever, no N's
We've
top.
(Formica top, it had a formica top).
Well, I'll tell you 'bout the widow, my good friends,
The widow was in navy blue
With a gown designed by
a Ho place
i walk in the booth and paint on ""The Crow"" face
HOOK
Another bastard casket closes,
first come the Guns, and next is the mutha-fuckin
100 rounds
You can be big and get killed by a kid with 100 pounds
Tell me N***a how it sounds
In the wrong town don't be play a clown
Or they'll put you
niggas like you in this life n I'm surrounded
By a bunch ah blatantly painted faces onese clowns
But lately
I been kinda pacey with the pounds
I ain't
I’m just Going In
Dey Kant fuk wit me wat it’s given me n dey Kant fuk wit us no polygamy
Kik it wit god but not Bruce I’m heaven LEE konkrete Dey
one more notch on his gun
And when he turned to go
The beautiful maiden knelt down
Where her dead sweetheart lay
And on his breast placed a rose
and froze in the face of disaster
And stood silent while terrorization took hostage of the world
In a mire of hypocrisy, the UN ignored sex crimes by its
and war, I can tell it, life
In these streets is real nigga, let a real n***a tell it
True story, quail truth to the game, that's on my Name, in the rain was
whips, and everything in my stronghold
Shawty got me feeling on that rose gold
Got it decorated all over my household
N say that I'm sweet, they must be
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
around look them mud eye gun 'em down
(That's how I hit 'em and) cool 'em off what the f*** is you hollin' bout
N****z be run-in wild) paid to strip
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