для удобства: тональность "+1" |Куплет 1| No air in the coup No bitchin' in the booth Four deep, six shoes Now move your ass barefoot Catch a lick, or catch a fade Fast money, long days Four deep, three bae's No kisses, Do face Small town, blood checks Red river blue tats Bad manners, all black Through the walls to big wealth Room smelling like wood Bars on bars till it sounds good No prayer for the fake On alert always |Припев| If I were a gangsta, I would kill I would kill, I would kill I would kill a monster, I would kill I would kill, I would kill If I were a gangsta, I would kill I would kill, I would kill I would kill a monster, I would kill I would kill, I would kill |Куплет 2| Need find balance in this chaos Find a way out from the loop If I got out from the hood Gotta be a way to take the hood Out of me, cut the blues Different color clothes, bright eyes Bombs in the minds, сut the blue wire Have to move cool to light fire Lay low, like I'm from a slaughter Slo-mo, дike I'm walking underwater Shattered dreams, пot me feeling older Time leaves marks, I need body armor Pop-pop, yawk-yawk 24 circles Pop-pop Take your time, Mr. murder |Припев| If I were a gangsta, I would kill I would kill, I would kill I would kill a monster, I would kill I would kill, I would kill If I were a gangsta, I would kill I would kill, I would kill I would kill a monster, I would kill I would kill, I would kill