Testi Hip Hop Americani

Disco Inferno

Candy Shop

In da club

net motherfuckin Earth, is her mommaIt's her MOMMA that told her,"Get a man that got a good

frozen in sinKnowin that your end is beginninSwift silent and deadlyThere's no defendin my plots

on the streetsEverybody always tryin to run up on mehollerin about word on the street is dis nigga

)[Hittman]Talkin that, walkin that, spittin at hoesSmokin this, drinkin that, hittin at hoesFuck thi

a-da-dahhYou know I'm mobbin with the D.R.E.(YEAH YEAH YEAHYou know who's back up in this MO

no cheese, no deals and no G'sNo wheels and no keys, no boats no snowmobiles, and no ski'sM

#39;!Roll that shit up![Dr. Dre]Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"Heart

n wit Lorenzo in a BenzoI was bangin wit a gang of instrumentalsGot the pens and pencils, got down t

i CanzoniCausin me to yank they arm and pose like I would do the harmNow I'm sayin thank you cau

ed at the rest of emWhat can I say? Cal-i-for-ni-AWhere niggaz die everyday over some shit they sayD

rstandYou have no idea how much I understandBut you also don't have any idea how much I love you

.G.'s in the game and changinto make way for these new names and faces butthe strangest things c

shit out the windowSpray, there ain't a shell left in my heatYa'll niggas better lay down, y

]Oh for sho', check me outIt's still Dre Day, A.K.Before I chrome the lot, can't keep it

in the mornin gotta thank GodI don't know but today seems kinda oddNo barkin from the dog, no s

h, in the late night hour[Ice Cube]Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherfucker named Ice CubeAnd I

and I come with the wickedstyle and you know that I'm from the wickedcrew, act like you knewcos

need to holla at your boy man (holla)Stop fuckin with them punk niggaz man with that shit(That'

ou wit' da ass)C'mere... wassup?What's your name girl? Who you come wit'?I'm wit

l to slip insideIce Cube aint never been shotAint never got got, up in the parking lotNigga, Scott S

ll it out, drive it out, drop it outYou know! Let 'em know[Chorus: Ice Cube]I got chrome and

uck you thank?Everybody here off weed and drank (everybody)Before you check my rimsWhen you leave th

out growin upHouse parties, with gangbangers showin upRepresent your hood, everybody throw it upThey

in in your motherfuckin faceBut ain't a motherfuckin thing, you can do, about a niggaPunk mother

aw-jackinNigga if you scared, go to churchYou knew the job was dangerous when you took itWhattup it&

ker)We got over two million motherfuckers locked up(Let me out this motherfucker) Stop snitchinNow h

t tryin to hear none of that shitNigga I'ma do what I wanna doWhen I wanna do it, how I wanna do