Lyrics
little white boys in the burbs got heat
This is gangsta rap, eazy-e and ren fuck what you say
Ice cube and them niggaz with the tooth, eliminate the poverty disease Gangsta, little white boys in the burbs got heat
Front if you want you get lay on your back, a ghetto is a ghetto
Bitches get smacked, bitches get smacked
you can get shot no matter how much fucking cash you got
They kill ya in a second, my little homie pac lost his life
Gun talk rules, down south gotti nigga is real dirty south, hoes and juice
dubcee nigga we thought you how to gangbang and the crip dance
Eazy-e and ren fuck what you say, gangsta rap got mass appeal, and we ll start rapping bout birds and trees
Sure have the whole death row unblast, dogg pound gangstas kurrupt and daz, ask president bush
How i could just kill a man, this is gangsta rap Rap, south central l.a
A ghetto is a ghetto, you can get shot no matter how much fucking cash you got Rap, little white boys in the burbs got heat
little white boys in the burbs got heat
So we took the bandanas and we tied em up roll up in the studio and laid it rough, bustas get jacked
gun talk rules
Dogg pound gangstas kurrupt and daz, my little homie pac lost his life, inglewood mac-10 watch who s kane
Hoes and juice, gangsta rap got mass appeal, we was out the feeling that hiphop be we couldn t connect to the new york streets
Little white boys in the burbs got heat, skinny little nigga not scared to shoot
Bitches get smacked, throw your sets up niggas like you dont give a damn
Skinny little nigga not scared to shoot, down south gotti nigga is real dirty south Gangsta, so we took the bandanas and we tied em up roll up in the studio and laid it rough
this ain t rnb
You can never get away the streets they hot, ghettoboys we was like fuck the law Rap, we was out the feeling that hiphop be we couldn t connect to the new york streets
Ask president bush, throw your sets up niggas like you dont give a damn, so you wanna really know what s real on the mik
my little homie pac lost his life
And we ll start rapping bout birds and trees, how i could just kill a man
don t front muthafucka
South central l.a, compton s most wanted
Front if you want you get lay on your back, sure have the whole death row unblast
Cypress hill made a nigga understand, and we ll start rapping bout birds and trees
Compton s most wanted, so we took the bandanas and we tied em up roll up in the studio and laid it rough, this is gangsta rap
gangsta rap got mass appeal
down south gotti nigga is real dirty south
and gangstas ain t the ones to push
how i could just kill a man
Big fat go out throw the west with the gangstas rollin, and a street is strict