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Yeah, Mic Check CMB To The World Yeah, I'm blowing up like I'm TNT Call ganna epa, Phone on DND Hook eka gahuwa wage UFC They like, Kollo where ya
New Jok City (new Jok City) CMB (CMB) Demande à Chekib (demande à Chekib) Ça débite (ça débite) On a le stup (on a le stup) Qui rend stupide
Ouais-ouais-ouais-ouais-ouais, ouais Five, vingt-cinq (ça, c'est parti) CMB ou C.M.B., Chevaleret Mafia Brothers bitch, y a d'la MD Pour les
Yeah it was all dream Now I'm on the run like a fiend Stacking bars tryna get the cream Reppin' CMB with the team! Yeah it was all dream Now I'm
Cambridge, State Champs We the ones, we the chosen team Can't rock with us, We CMB G-S-I-D-E, can't rock with my team We in first in the lead Here
I got that CMB to SYD Connection That's why they call me up for more directions See I don't apply for recorrection That's why I try to make it
HI Hc cLGUNc COSc QUE NO SE SI TE N'cDONES EL NOSTRE MON ESTÀ FORMcT SOBRETOT DE PERSONES I cMB LES PERSONES COMPTc ENCcRc EL TEU PLcNETc VOLEN
C#m/B Guardar um abraço terno pra cada amigo A F#m B7/4 B7 E levar comigo a paz que me conforta
C#m C#m/B A No largo abraço que entrego ao amigo... F#m A No rumo dos passos
Welcome to CMB Let me start with the LMNOP Waren hutto bomu BOP Let's celebrate BYOB Pick up the mic, No flee Rata Hollamu motherfucking g Paradise7
Ha yeah, Triple see CMB, nigga Poe boy, boss what it is, nigga? Birdman, what up? The goons to be king How you love that pussy, nigga? Yeah,
Ha yeah, Triple C CMB, nigga Poe boy, boss what it is, nigga? Birdman, what up? The goons to be king How you love that pussy, nigga? Yeah, blood
This is the Hash Clique Appelle la police, la gendarmerie, même le FBI C'est CMB, midi minuit, mon état dans mon MBA J'ai les poches pleines de
Nigga, huh?! What? What? Watcha wanna do? Now I be Wayne Wayne Wayne, from CMB 50 shots, flame flame flame, from artillery Bullets, they stain stain
my notes, Wayne) Certified goon (yeah) , the lock's on standby (What up) I just need a couple real Niggas I can stand by (yeah, C-M-B) A bad bitch with
Ride On High Verse 1 C#m C#m/C C#m/B C#m/A# I’m standing on my own feeling lost and gone C#m C#m/C
Pots parlar amb la (sa) boca (Hola) Pots fer-ho amb les (ses) mans Fer parlar el piano Saludar amb un plat Fer el (es) so de la (sa) pluja cmb un
L'unic que és perenne en tu és el dubte cmb la teva estela tan difusa Ets al marge de tot Ets al marge de tot i de tothom Ets al marge de tot cmb
a refilar i florir Seré a la Glòria cllí amb mon dolç amor cbella sobre flor, Gosa que gosa. N'endolciré feliç cmb cants del paradís Ma veu de
ain't what you wanted, is it? Haters never wanna see me rise I tell em look me in my eyes, book a first class flight Guess where I'm headed, CMB
et nos voix viennent d'en bas T'as tellement d'parisiens dans l'bât' C.M.B, ride or die D'puis p'tit on est en plein dans l'bail On est nombreux et
a freak to eats on my wood Transport coke from each of my hoods Wheezy Whee, CMB's in my blood In the streets seventeen's where I'm from And I ain't got
Oh, yeah (CMB don't twistle it don't tangle it) She looks like any other girl that I seen from place to place But I know she not like any other
C#m/B F#/Bb A G# Vou te dar o que você quiser C#m C#m7/B F#/Bb A G# Pra vestir a calda do cometa C#m
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