歌手:Westside Connection
专辑:《The Best of Westside Connection》

作词 : Calhoun, Coes, Jackson, Means ...
AquariusAnd my name is
LarryThere's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Listen up ***********as
This is Mack one o, to all these ***********s
On the radio simpin' to these hoes
What happened to the thugs, drugs and
G hitsTalkin' all the soft ***********t just to please a
Biz-NitchAnd some of all is street
And know the gangsta mode
It's like this, *********** a ***********
And that's the
G codeWe used to sell raw kill and give toe tag
Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers waving white flags
But me I keeps it gutter, just like before
I'mma warrior so
I stay prepared for war
Ain't nuttin' wrong wit spoilin' a ***********
Especially if you got it
Her suckin' you, you ***********' her
Gettin' freaky and erotic
But if it ain't ruff, it ain't me
And I refuse to turn
R-A-P, in
R and BYou went from
Hardcore to pop
Just to be on top
I give Cool
J his props and thats where it stops
Connect Gang
***********There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
The *********** gets cream
Real ***********s ain't simpin', oh no
I'm sick of ***********s, trick ***********s
Throw my radio in a ditch, ***********'
Cause all
I hear is *********** ***********s
Fake ass R&
B thugs in hot as sweaters
Wit bull ***********t messages and tite ass vests
*********** hip hop, y'all needa call it simp hop
Sock that *********** in the back of her head and take the ***********
Hoe shut up,
I'm bout to load the *********** up
And if I hear another *********** in love
I'm throwin' up
Load it up, pick the gun up
I'm fed up, cause radio wit wimp *********** men
I'mma *********** you snuff heads up
Soft ***********s get the gay channel
When I slap an
R and B thug off his ***********' piano
DJ's need to let the ghetto back in the club
Theres too many fake ass thugs, too many rappers in love
***********as stiff ***********s
There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
You used to be hardcore
What the *********** you lookin' hard for ***********
Standin' on the golf course
Wit yo golf club rappers
Get off drugs, xtasy is turnin' ***********s into soft thugs
Wit all these promises, showin' straight
*********** where yo mama live
I know what time it is
I'm the game lord, here to punish you
For lyin' to every *********** that your runnin' to
Tryna show every hoe how fly you are
You's a ***********' fool if you buy the bar
I'm buyin' two drinks, *********** you skanks
Both of 'em mine, what chu think
I gets full of liquor, and pound a stripper
You gets drunk ***********, pull up wit her
Drivin' yo ***********t, like it's her ***********t
Under the surface, you like her ***********
Make a *********** sick to his stomach
There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
There's so many rappers in love
On the radio
There's so many fake ass thugs
On the radio
Hey baby,
I used to be a gangster rapper
But right now,
I like flowers
I love watchin' birds in the park
I love takin' long walks in the park
I just love you
I love watchin' yo kids
I love, I just love poetry
I love you