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we is, I love it truly Your P-D-A hey hey (I want your P-D-A) Your P-D-A, hey hey (I want your P-D-A) Your P-D-A hey hey (I want your P-D
My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] . . . [So high, so high am I.] . . . reefer and blunts is all that's needed [needed,
NYC P.D. you can see them on the streets All over new york city kick the punks all around Police brutality, for you and me Police brutality,
[Chorus: Krayzie] My nigga, let's get P.O.D.'ded [P.O.D.'ded, P.O.D.'ded] [So high, so high am I.] reefer and blunts is all that's needed
[Featuring Ice-T] The L.A.P.D. For every cop that has ever taken advantage of somebody, beat 'em down or hurt 'em, because they have long hair,
the freaks and the misfits, every colours in my crew. I'm down with S.P.D. [x2] So Don't You Fuck With ME! Don't Fuck with me man! I never knew my father,
Snuff the punk I'm gettin' tired of you chump Bass in your face You'll get a taste fo the P.O.D. funk When I say punk or chump I don't mean you
T.S., T.S.A., S.W.A.K X's and O's who knows what all of that means? P.P.D.S.P.E.M.R.M.F.O.B.T. must have took Lots of hours for you to see What I
Don´t need a reason (We´re) L.A.P.D. The city of L.A. feels like a prison With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by Martial law ain´t no
punks on dope) White punks on dope (White punks on dope) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks on d-o-p-e) White punks on d-o-p-e (White punks
Szechwan We get you on if your on some other shit Then you'll best be gone, let's be strong And party to the early morn' P-V-D and this guy called
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee S N double O P, D O double gizee D O double gizee, D O double gizee Me
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this Bad Boy D-P-G D-P-G Bad Boy D-P-G Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas
Save me, I don’t wanna be lost but found Save me so I won’t burn this whole thing down Save me from myself and my D E P R A V I T Y Gonna keep up
Against all odds, I'm still here nigga Aiyyy, I got to get my props for 2Pacalypse O.P.D. -- what??! When this album come out, niggaz can
to get by Well the P.D.'s they won't play the record They're too worried about that book And the D.J's they all hate the song But they're in love with
One one one one two P-P-5-D Yeah, yeah, P-P-5-D I'm sayin, yo Touch this yo, knahmsayin what? Yo-yo, yo, 100% Yo! On these
rescousse Je lui propose un peu d'abri En séchant l'eau de sa frimousse D'un air très doux, ell' m'a dit oui Un p'tit coin d'parapluie Contre un coin
a I will always love her... She's my beauty They call her Miss Divine My Black Beauty On Hollywood an' Grime She's my... The L.A.P.D. My...
Top dollar with the gold flea collar Dippin' in my blue Impala (D-P-G) Top dollar with the gold flea collar Dippin' in my blue Impala (D-P
[Repeat: x2] S-N-double-O-P D-O-double-giz-ee D-O-double-giz-ee D-O-double-giz-ee Izzle kizzle, fo' schizzle My nizzle, what you sizzle? Fo'
Harmonium la fin des jours d'automne est p¨¦netrante, ah penetrante jusqu'¨¤ la douleur, sensation d¨¦licieuse et intense, la pointe
("N-Y-P-D, freeze punk")
("Oh, I gotta go. Woo, head rush")
she has to discipline her body.
("That's not running, let's go")
'Cause she knows that it's
blunts And ya lovin (x4) We alright We alright Hell yeah We feelin alright (x2) I been fucked up since the last sweet song P.O.D.'d the whole night