Lyrics:
Frag jeglichen Händler nach S (A, V, A, S)
Nichts von Samplern und DJ Alben mehr halten wie S
Nix für Tracks auf ihren Alben erhalten wie S
Gas
à ton combo ici c'est top stoko
Depuis le temps qu'on lère-ga
Pour poser chez toi d'ripa
J't'envoies du son bien d'chez moi
Car pour moi trop souvent
Más de lo que pida
Eh, viejo
Jugate el pellejo
Aquí te esperan
Las ojeras
Del mar
El recibo del gas
La gorda de la esquina
Y el clarín y el
matce
Nie daj¹c nic w zamian.
Chcia³em ciê oddaæ...
Lecz ona nie pozna³a ciê ju¿
Wiem jak to boli,
Kiedy g³os mój (ciep³y)
Pali³ ciê
(Jak)
met jou
En stralen in het hemelblauw
Ik heb je lief, zo lief
Als ik de aarde ga verwarmen
Laat ik haar leven in m'n armen
Van sterren weefde ik
Twenty dollars out of momma's purse
Bought us a tank of gas some Redman tobacco
When we were just teenage kids
Me and my old buddy Johnny we'd go
was just us two
But I'm sure you can celebrate
Without the help of you-know-who
And if all the gang were with you
It must have been a gas
Didn't
lies
This was a deadly cocktail
And common sense really died
Gas into the fire
The "shield" was flaming "red"
The world became a pyre
Widows,
tot, Assphalt Massaka.
Farid Bang, er bleibt ein Pascha bis er stirbt,
denn ich weiss, ihr fühlt mein scheiß wie ein Gas-Wasserinstallateur.
Deine
In Amsterdam heb ik mijn hart verloren
Als ouwe toffe jongen, zo recht uit de Jordaan
Daar ben ik in een keldertje geboren
En ga daar heel mn leven,
På fredagskvällen bubblar det i blodet, man är kåt
vi skulle gå på Vågen och dansa oss en låt
vi grundade med groggen, Greven, Plast och jag
off the highway to top off his tank
And stands pumping gas in the cold.
When he pulls out his wallet and looks at the bills
It warms him right down
doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas. I hope it's gonna last.
I could have built a house
On the ocean
I could placed your love
In the sky
I
the tables have turned, you niggaz fraud
And you know see Trae, with his foot up on the gas a lot
Cause I don't trust you niggaz
Give me fifty feet, 'fore I
the first in line again.
I go, stepping on the gas to a fortune
I don't know if I win, but Saturday is bringing the magic in
Wanna be with me
Let me
Bad days are coming
Preacher said
Dark clouds dawning
Trouble up ahead
Board up you window
Take your families
Put gas in the pickup
Get out
Tada tomedo-naku nagareru tsuioku no namida
Zetsubou to iu na no yami ni ochite mo ima
Mirai ni kagayaku kibou wo dakishime
Kono bashou ga eien ni
Ik doe niks en ik laat niks
Ik staar wat voor me uit
Ik neem nog maar een biertje
Ik speel wat op mijn fluit
Ik sta op en ga naar bed
Omdat
on a prayer looptroop rockers
Raggarbilar power meet
Gällivarehäng fan va fint
Fyllebråk på mc donalds
Gå hem o bli rånad ungefär en gång månan
Lönehelg
kiffen)
Dadadadadadadada (wir kiffen, wir kiffen, wir kiffen)
„Bruno, Buno, gib nochmal Gas hier
Meine Damen und Herren, an der Gitarre
Bruno
The hotel's got flowers and it's got heroin
Just like we wait for the game to begin
The gas that you gave me, the thousands of miles
I'd give 'em all back
I tried on college, pumped Exxon gas
Fell for a poor man's daughter, cut a rich man's grass
Learned a lotta lessons the hard way, done a little
Sunday slacks
I've been working all week
And I've got five bucks for gas
And just for luck
My grandfathers flask
It's gonna take some nerve to ask
Dance,
Lucha de gigantes convierte el aire en gas natural
Un duelo salvaje advierte lo cerca que ando de entrar
En un mundo descomunal siento mi fragilidad
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