paroles de chanson Born and Raised - Mr. Criminal feat. Mr. Silent
Wake
up
thinkin
bout
how
im
gonna
get
that,
all
of
my
life
i
been
faced
with
them
setbacks.
Yeah,
the
proud
son
of
a
wetback,
if
you
aint
about
that
hussle
nah
i
dont
respect
that.
Smoking
up
on
this
blunt
thinkin
bout
life.
How
ive
turned
metal
cuffs
into
that
ice,
living
out
my
dreams
cause
im
spittin
on
the
mic
but
i
see
that
pie
and
i
wanna
bake
a
slice,
so
im
out
tryna
get
it.
Hussle
from
my
credit
while
them
mothers
look
pathetic.
Yeah
that
mansion
they
got,
that
jet,
ima
get
it
and
i
know
its
comin
to
me
cause
that
hussle's
like
up
in
it.
Hussle
from
the
top,
neva
gonna
stop.
Smokin
a
blunt
so
we
livin
up
coast
to
coast,
hispanic
living
it
cause
im
doing
the
most.
Tryna
keep
extra
butter
on
my
coast,
brown
mothafuckers
spittin
representin
the
coast
and
like
biggie
said,
it
was
all
a
dream
but
i
was
like
a
nightmare
in
my
early
teens
but
i
woke
up,
got
my
cake
and
got
my
smoke
up.
Organized
crime
called
criminal
lucy
dolla
sosa.
Graduated
from
the
pro
clubs,
from
a
bucket
to
a
benz
next
i
would
testin
rosas.
All
day
i
hussle
with
a
reason
and
that
fast
lane
screamin
straight
california
dreamin.
Chrous:
California,
california
born
and
raised.
Calidornia
dreams
come
true
but
as
fast
as
they
do,
your
life
could
be
taken
away.
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1 The Beginning
2 213 4 Life
3 When Soldiers Attack
4 Twist Up Your Fingers
5 Bad Thoughts
6 We're Back
7 California Lowriding
8 At The Park
9 Straight Ballin
10 VIP At the Club
11 Profession Part 2
12 Can't Be Stopped
13 Organized Crime
14 Street Soldier's
15 Can't Be Touched
16 Ready for War
17 Imitators
18 Born and Raised
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