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La letra de la cancion Lights Out de P O D It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it s time to blow. Like we don t need no water, don t bother, we let it burn. We keep the fire just a little bit hotter, that way you ll learn. Respect I earned, started with the clique that i hanged. Respect I earned, ever since i got in this game. Respect I earned, never wanting fortune or fame. I d rather have these south Diego streets knowin my name. Chiggy-check, microphone check. Chiggy-check, microphone check. It s Lights Out, Game Over. If you wanna you can check my stats. It s Lights Out, Game Over. Make way cause the kings is back. We bang boogy through your system, subliminal. We lyrical murderin like we criminals. It s life or death, medical decision. We so dope out the lab that you need a prescription. The hood is listenin, so for you that i wrote this. Keep it underground, stickin to the streets like the homeless. With the dopeness, recognize the real P.O.D. Cause we triple O, oh triple, triple OG. Chiggy-check, microphone check. Chiggy-check, microphone check. It s Lights Out, Game Over. If you wanna you can check my stats. It s Lights Out, Game Over. Make way cause the kings is back. Lights Out, Game Over. If you really think you got it like that. It s Lights Out, Game Over. Word on the streets is the boys is back. Lights Out, Game Over. Make way cause the kings is back. It s Lights Out, Game Over. If you really think you got it like that. Lights Out, Game Over. Word on the streets is the boys is back . It s Lights Out, Game Over. Worldwide homie pay respect. Lights Out, microphone check. It s Lights Out, microphone check. Make way cause the kings is back. Lights Out.
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