How to leave Gangs

Ey, cruisin down tha road in ya big silver mercedes, Girls smilen,

lucky guys were ridin, D´s are fightin for realness,

No time for a deal bitch, only thing I want to do, is cut Punks peaceless,

my Cream was going straight to your mouth, I got no shotgun,

but I´ll got friends, who will punsh you out! Let me say it to you clearly,

I´m seventeen years old and love Bitches in Bikini, black girl is right,

She hopes, she is dope, so she would ever believe me, but than she has seen me,

with another girl outside in the pool, makin big trouble, girl that ain´t kool!

What´s your name? Punk it´s fool, get ice girl I rule, go back to school,

learn how to say paize an learn how to leave gangs,

take tha gun in your hands and shoot your friends…bang!

Rulin Rulin Rulin, that´s all I gotta say…

(written by D.O.B All rights reserved - © by W-S-N Nuernberg/NBG-Crew 2003)