Who We Gone Be



My lifestyle is hard-exchanged, far away from yarz

Nada thing done with the wille, cuz I was forced

They wanne see me changed, trapped in the chains

Mah only possibility, is to shut out the pain

I bitchslap your face, you nuthing but a faker

Now muthafukaz wanne kill me for mah paper

I let mah female strack, Fucka from the back

AB-G is the place, where I'm at

High above the sky, cuz somebody gone die

Point the finger, and say goodbye to the bad guy 

I ride with the thugz, Reload the gunz

Got full controll when I roll, with the real once

I'm the hellwarrior, with the danger zone 

Coldy warewolf, killing suckaz to full moon

They wanne see me doing bad, but I'm doing good

Fucking whoes like you thatz our moto in the neighbeorhood