Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Villains in Blue, artist - Royal TDate of issue: 09.06.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Villains in Blue |
| It’s a cold world, so my heaters stay hot |
| My shank stays sharp, don’t make me stick in in your heart |
| Body snatcher, don’t make me reach out and touch you |
| Fuck Royal T? |
| Nah homey, fuck you |
| It’s a new year time to get shit clear |
| Anybody cross me gonna quickly disappear |
| I’m still pimped out, still spit the shrimp out |
| Still gangsta boogie, still knock a simp out |
| Still hitting corners, still hitting switches |
| Still on the Low with some bad ass bitches |
| All loc’d out all dressed in blue |
| To the head to the fed and the you know who |
| Behind ten getting bent in my blue Navigator |
| Looking in my mirror at these fucking tail-gatters |
| From Dago to Japan I’m still the shit |
| To the one with more ice to get you frostbit |
| Everything you heard was true |
| About the villains in blue |
| Three deep in a rag 62 |
| Hitting switches like bitches after the brew |
| And pulling homicides on snitches like you |
| (That's what we do) |
| Everything you heard was real on the really |
| I drink like a fish and I pack a nine milli |
| Fuck them rumors man, I’ll tell you the dilly |
| Yeah I went to jail cuz I slapped a bitch silly |
| Frank Villy, California’s most hated |
| The last ten years I think I been underrated |
| Other rappers with half my skill got top bill |
| While I payed my own way just to rock the steel |
| But I ain’t tripping just hoe ripping, dough flipping |
| If I don’t got my nine then I’m .44 gripping |
| The year two-thou, there shall be no slipping |
| Just hysterical lyrical ass whippings |
| Keep on dipping, no time for tricking |
| The day’s getting shorter and time keeps ticking |
| That shit was true that you heard about me |
| Motherfucking Mexican, motherfucker, Frank V |
| I guess we all pay the agony for the extasy |
| I don’t want anyone around me I don’t nobody next to me |
| You understand? |
| Yeah you know what I mean |
| Cuz I mean what I say, homeboy stay away |
| I’m in a class of my own and I hold my own |
| And I write my own shit, won’t stop till I control shit |
| Lil' Rob be the bomba and everybody knows it |
| Case closed, Lil' Rob the man who closed it |
| Ferocious, explosive, when I grab the mic |
| You don’t like daylight? |
| I’ll turn this motherfucker into night |
| I could do things you couldn’t imagine |
| I’m guarenteed to be the last man standing and the last man laughing |
| Bigger balls than cannons, deeper than Grand Canyons |
| All up in this girl’s ass like a g-string when she’s tanning |
| I’m one of a kind, genuine, and that’s ok though |
| Putting it down for Los Angeles y San Diego |