The Game - State Of Emergency (feat. Ice Cube)
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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California aint a state its an army
One motherfucker in the projects killin
The same motherfucker thatll burn down the village
With a chronic blunt full of that you know who gon
Take you back to Compton in that 6-4 two-door
Sub whoofers in the trunk kickin that lethal injection
A hood nigga lost with no direction
So we bought a blacksmith in western
strapped on his vest and thats his protection
At the intersection waitin on arrival
cause in the city of angels its all about survival
Fuck the 5-0 they wanna see you D.O.A welcome to L.A.
Where the ghetto birds flying over my aunties and my cousin house
Tell me what they buzzin bout the lil homie got smoked on the corner
And now his momma cryin dead in california
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
Jumped in my impala took a trip to the swap meet
To scoop up ego trippin and a white t
Cause some niggas in my old hood dont like me
Time to put they ass in check like my nikes
Shoulda hit my nigga mack 10 on the chirp
All I need is me and my bitch if you scared go to church
Cause them california niggas crack heads for the turf
And life aint nothin but tech nines and dirt
Dippin through the jungles my escalade hit a dip fuck
Here come the gorillas in the mist
And they dressed like ice cube was in 96
Stone cold jerry curls not one drip
Ill sleep with the worms fore I swim with the fish
And Ill ride with my niggas fore I roll with a bitch
If it dont make dollars it dont make sense
And I almost got shot cause I couldnthit a fence
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
Call the U.S. government and tell em its a motherfuckin code red
Niggas try to straight up jack me now they both dead
Third lil nigga got away on his moped
Caught him round the corner put the beam on his forehead
Jumped in the impala then smashed through the light
Without him one time in sight so I bust a right
Oh century headed to the L.A.X where aint nothin but fly bitches and jets
In and out of lanes and I almost wrecked
He must dont know I got the 40 on deck and the tech
Tryna be
Guess its time to add another dead body to the doorway
So I turned down my spice one tape and hit the switch
Emptied the whole clip in his fuckin face
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont
And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
California aint a state its a army
California aint a state its a army
编辑于2009/07/14更新

State Of Survival歌词

Flipsyde

简介： Flipsyde是来自美国加州奥克兰市的嘻哈摇滚乐队成立于2003年现有成员4人

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[00:02.00]The Game - State Of Emergency (feat. Ice Cube)
[00:04.00]LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:06.00]@ @
[00:08.00]
[00:09.54]California aint a state its an army
[00:12.37]One motherfucker in the projects killin
[00:14.60]The same motherfucker thatll burn down the village
[00:17.11]With a chronic blunt full of that you know who gon
[00:19.80]Take you back to Compton in that 6-4 two-door
[00:22.39]Sub whoofers in the trunk kickin that lethal injection
[00:25.19]A hood nigga lost with no direction
[00:27.79]So we bought a blacksmith in western
[00:30.67]strapped on his vest and thats his protection
[00:32.85]At the intersection waitin on arrival
[00:35.43]cause in the city of angels its all about survival
[00:37.83]Fuck the 5-0 they wanna see you D.O.A welcome to L.A.
[00:43.50]Where the ghetto birds flying over my aunties and my cousin house
[00:47.47]Tell me what they buzzin bout the lil homie got smoked on the corner
[00:51.12]And now his momma cryin dead in california
[00:53.52]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
[00:57.50]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[01:01.55]California aint a state its a army
[01:03.63]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
[01:07.80]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[01:11.76]California aint a state its a army
[01:14.35]Jumped in my impala took a trip to the swap meet
[01:16.65]To scoop up ego trippin and a white t
[01:18.70]Cause some niggas in my old hood dont like me
[01:21.73]Time to put they ass in check like my nikes
[01:24.34]Shoulda hit my nigga mack 10 on the chirp
[01:26.84]All I need is me and my bitch if you scared go to church
[01:29.36]Cause them california niggas crack heads for the turf
[01:31.95]And life aint nothin but tech nines and dirt
[01:34.46]Dippin through the jungles my escalade hit a dip fuck
[01:37.19]Here come the gorillas in the mist
[01:39.94]And they dressed like ice cube was in 96
[01:42.20]Stone cold jerry curls not one drip
[01:44.70]Ill sleep with the worms fore I swim with the fish
[01:47.48]And Ill ride with my niggas fore I roll with a bitch
[01:50.11]If it dont make dollars it dont make sense
[01:52.76]And I almost got shot cause I couldnthit a fence
[01:55.24]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
[01:59.28]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[02:03.33]California aint a state its a army
[02:05.79]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
[02:09.77]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[02:13.87]California aint a state its a army
[02:15.41]Call the U.S. government and tell em its a motherfuckin code red
[02:18.84]Niggas try to straight up jack me now they both dead
[02:21.52]Third lil nigga got away on his moped
[02:23.71]Caught him round the corner put the beam on his forehead
[02:26.45]Jumped in the impala then smashed through the light
[02:28.94]Without him one time in sight so I bust a right
[02:31.35]Oh century headed to the L.A.X where aint nothin but fly bitches and jets
[02:36.55]In and out of lanes and I almost wrecked
[02:42.24]He must dont know I got the 40 on deck and the tech
[02:45.45]Tryna be
[02:49.75]Guess its time to add another dead body to the doorway
[02:52.29]So I turned down my spice one tape and hit the switch
[02:55.09]Emptied the whole clip in his fuckin face
[02:57.72]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont burn
[03:00.85]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[03:05.40]California aint a state its a army
[03:07.73]Motherfuckers aint gon learn till the chronic blunt dont
[03:11.85]And you cant see nothin but the ghetto bird light shining through the fuckin palm trees
[03:15.44]California aint a state its a army
[03:26.54]California aint a state its a army
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