Lyrics:
Where I'm from, sheist get gritty
Welcome all the 79 members
Welcome to the DC Committee
Thinking what if E he was wit me
Living up the street from
spit sick shit
Troopers like V-R
You will end up in an E-R
When I drop a gear
I make MCs
Toast too close but no cigar
My hand is a trigger
Phil Blunts
could fit a whole living
Room in the kitchen
If he play foul when he spike
We gon' blitz him
My plug gotta be Master P, it ain't no limit
I can tell you
on the dope twice
All black oyster, P roll with the pink ice
Mink white
50 shots before he can blink twice
Got his brains leanin' to the
Side like some cheap
It's DV Alias Khryst vinnie P
Ill Bill, Come on
Brooklyn to Philly with a trunk of Uzis
Get your grandma sliced and your
Broccoli robbed like Uncle
А, а, ау, а, е, е
Эй, R.I.P. Love
2022
Детка, я бросил дым — теперь все мысли стали яснее
Раньше я был счастлив просыпаться рядом с ней
Думал, будем
motherfucker
Know I'm tal'n bout
(they know) , T-R-A-E (kin folk)
No motherfucking game
(none) , keep a straight aim (guns)
And hanging brains (yeah) , SUC for
lil street nigga know how to ball
Was born a boss
Your friends really wanna fuck me but I don't
Your shit ain't hard so boring
Nigga say e fly like
Baba swartskaap
En iemand wat op Simbamba se kop trap
Ook geleer van A B C D E F G
Rym met L M N O P
Leë bottel bier
En ‘n angelier
Hierdie woorde
Hawai Miami
Fena değil ha kanki
No mercy ye fighting
Hahahahahhs
Boss
Es es e bak can verdim hep
İsmimi haykırır her genci de
Savaştım yıllarca
Her gece
Andele mamii drop n E.I
(Oh oh)
She a lunatic when she need this D.I
(Uhuh)
Pretty face do her missionary G.I
(Boom boom)
I be busting all up it like
God blessed a G, all the shit I done did wrong
From robbing to dumping at opps, make 'em get gone (rrrah)
Never gave a T-I-P just to go home
If you
true too
So you know what I’mma do to you
For the loot
I’m dreaming for a trillion
J-E-double-T-double-U-O
Whatever number you’re on
This is never what
Besing die lof van Jesus saam ook eng'le bring Hom eer
Juig hemel, aarde, roem sy Naam en dien Hom, volg Hom, loof Hom
Christus is dié
P
Aéroport, elle a le cul plein, elle veut que je la mette en I
Ça m'écoute a Freinne jusqu'à Villepain, en passant pas Fleuri
Aéroport à Miami,
more walk in gotta drive thru to view my artistry
You don't have to call the c
O p s now get them off I cannot breathe
How can we be so complicated we
θα μπλέξω στα beef τους μιλάνε για ΑΚ
V L O S P A θέλω το name να τους καίει
Τους αγοράζω τους πουλάω σαν να 'χω το e bay (δεν πιάνεις man)
Βγάλαν τον
on me
I do not get no sleep
I'm barely up, hope you ante up
Word to M.O.P., you don't know me
I need my revenge, it ain't no more peace
I'm rollin'
territory, I feel like Walt White
Teach you niggas how to get busy on USB mics
Rappin' like Schoolly D and dressing like Magnum P.I
She need a tip drill,
my hat to the back, I ain't woopty
I got main bitch E, she a groupie
I remember block days, it was 2P
In the cell writing bars under two sheets
I
mi noche es tan sociable
como absurda e infinita,
mi noche es memorable
como una primera cita
mi noche huele a coño,
a papela en la cartera,
mi noche
A, toujours faire rimer amour avec toujours
B, les initiales BB
C, pour toi, ô blanche cocaïne
D, souvenir du Daba Zurich
E, l'ectoplasme qui sort de
.40 cal' in my shirt, no karate
Fuck what the opps say, fuck what the cops say
Big Smelly drive, we for E, that's the block way
If you feel a way,
s3 osofo ne cola
Wop3ne obaa matis3 y3 fr3 wo taller
Wowor form me wor form ti y3 d'or ne di333 asor la
Kudi na wo p3aa wonni how come chop
Wudin nye
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