Zgr Music - Я Сражался За Тебя

Yeah.
Los Angeles raised me where the cold hearts grow.
She was fighting for her life, I was chasing that dough.
I wasn't tryna be a gangster,
wasn't built for the fame.
I was tryna save my baby,
put some hope on her name. Fuck cancer, fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck betrayal.
Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Lo-Los Angeles nice, cold blood, heartbreak, and hell.
Born in the dirt where the streetlights flicker, cold nights, broke life, made my heart beat quicker.