Lyrics:
dans l’quartier c’est dur
Pense à celle des gos!
C’est l’ghetto qu’on r’présente pour
L’album à Seth Gueko
Regarde tu saignes des côtes
Va nettoyer ta
album
Sike I'm playing
But really what would I be without em
They the future of this earth when I'm not around
I'm thugging by my lonely I ain't hanging
That's why y'all been waitin' so long
For my next album it's been year long
So when it hits it'll be strong
No more waitin' it's been too long
8 Track
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million mcs
I try to tell them
We're all in this
[T.I.]
Aight nigga, you already know what it is man
A-Town, H-Town connection nigga
T.I.P. man, you understand that?
My homeboy Paul Wall, extended
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
through
Working tape, gotta see it through
Niggaa finishing the album, gotta see it through
R.I.P. Lito, R.I.P. Phew
Please watch over yo' dad 'cause he
p**** se touchent sur moi
Fléau Sport l’éléphant dans la pièce toi t’es une mouche sur moi
Ma baby pensait qu’j’t’ai bandé j’ai dit b**** j’ai un boute
at and T.I.P. be trillin' at
Ride wit' a G, come and ride wit' a G
All through the A.T.L., come and ride wit' a G
[T.I.]
See me ridin' through Atlanta in
Gnes hace pasta parece italiano
Big P es el papá hasta en el vaticano
Sois todos un fraude antonio cassano
Aquí estamos frozen no existe el verano
Eres
On s'parle pu comme avant, c'p't'être mieux maint'nant
Mais sache démon que même si j'ai l'air con
Parfois j'pète le feu comme d'autres j'me prend trop au
queste volanti
Co-Corso ostaco'n cose nello zaino
La mia baby vuole che la scopo a tempo
Sulle nostre note ma del nuovo album
Non mi atteggio criminale
and quarter pounds down to ozones
(Who you?) I'm Dat Nigga, D-A to the Z (uh-huh)
A motherfuckin' playa, for the D-P to the G
Connectin' lyrics like dot
the kid
Look baby this is simple u cant see, u fucking me u fucking with a P-I-M-P
Tego:
Yo no sé que te han dicho de mí
Pero yo no tengo money pa ti
No
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album
(Hm)
It's PANIA, ohh
All they see is fast life 'cause I'm doing all this promo
You think know my lifestyle, don't judge by the photo
I'ma do me
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
the cool in you
Or it'll be a sad love song being sung by Toni Braxton
And I'll dissect you like a fraction
All you wannabe top cat MCs, I'll pop you like
a gritty fiend for,
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
The blind stares
Of a million pairs of eyes
Lookin' hard but won't realize
That they will never see
The P
(You must be goin' blind)
Give me
zmrdi byli na svobodě
Už se těším jak budu dávat do zásobníku náboje
Až vydám album a všechny love za streamy půjdou ke mně
Stejné nakonec ti co mluvili
arriesgo todo lo que yo tengo por ti
Solo somos amigos
Miremos más allá
Tal vez yo puedo darte lo que nadie dio jamás
Quiero que te quedes conmigo
Que te
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