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Forró kint az idő, AK-47 full Szíria
Tesókádnak nem kellett volna túl sokat szívnia
Egész utca ismer olyan érzés, mint ez India
De napról-napra egyre
AK-47 sound like a blocka-blocka
Whole lot of guns
You know slime he love that chopper
Real street nigga
Yeah they label me a mobster
Send them youngins
Flex with my glock for you nightmare.
Ak-47 will shoot your car
Pull up on your block this is massacre.
Fuck 102, i am soul, don't fucked up.
Flex with
(say)
I’m on my knees I’m praying please (bring it up)
Don’t shoot me with your
AK-47 girl (47 girla)
You knock me 24-7 girl (right about now, say)
Off
you want some
I got a AK-47 hangin' out the driver window
And I'm shootin' 'til the cops come
Yeah, bitch, I'm on one
I'm a monster, motherfucker, I'm
Doom shot Mother fucker
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Got the AK-47
In the back of my dad's truck
Imma steal your girl
And ask her
If she wants to fuck
Imma drop
millimeter handgun A-K 47 and an UZI sub machine gun
357 magnum 9 millimeter handgun A-K 47 and an UZI sub machine gun
357 magnum 9 millimeter handgun A-K 47
Those decadent war swans, with faces half drawn,
Slinging blood soaked carols at the slave ship sun.
Huge gold ak-47!
Huge gold ak-47!
C'mon, its
gotta ak47 and a chick in the car
[Verse 1: Lil Scrappy]
Yea, I was born military
Thuggin nigga ever since
Mama taught a young nigga to gon' and get that
zijn nog niet groot
Die AK47 wordt je fucking dood
Baby mama drama omin niggers chillen
Bro ik ben on the road
AK op me schoot
Ik hou zoveel van me chins
amendment loves a bigot
Satan says go to church
Jesus says stay at home
Pay the toll and the tithe
locked and loaded
I'm writhing
AK 47
I'll shoot you
REFRAIN
MEZTO
AK AK- 47 AK ( AK) x2
Pistolet SD deh mankan yeh Piouu
SMG deh be ratata
Chou kono mission bai be kai piouu
Kilegan dreh deh yeh
Ak-47 Kalashnikov ,
Bolso lotado de droga , no colt tem uma glock
usa essa erva pra apertar um balão
nem me dava bola
hoje come na minha mão,
si no sabes eres un iluso
A ella le gusta el cheddar del burguer King
si te saca la katana nos vamos de aquí
con ak47 real
si te meten ya 3 tiros
Yeh oh
Seco boy, baby, aka Rocco Siffreddi
Steve Lean
Fumando AK47 (Fourty-seven)
Mixing lean con el M (Con el M)
Tu bitch quiere dana dana (Dana,
mulla, mulla
Il me faut de la mulla, mulla, mulla
AK-47, c'est mon Torola
AK-47, c'est mon Torola
Il me faut de la mulla, mulla
Il me faut de la
have to run from a Black Man
Shotta Shotta just hold your gun proper
With a 9mm you're just a shell dropper
AK-47 that's the hard stopper
On the mean
(KARBEATZ)
Yeah
(¡Wuh!)
Billetes de cien o de veinte
Estamo' controlando la calle
Tengo un AK-47 pa' to' aquel que se guaye
Nadie me iguala
Those decadent war swans, with faces half drawn
Slinging blood soaked carols at the slave ship sun
Huge gold AK-47!
Huge gold AK-47!
C'mon, its 4am
of my dresser
Yeah, eat the ho out and digest her
Yeah, keep the ho out of my dresser
I ain't no hero, but I'm still a legend
I go from 0 to AK-47
every time
I wake up in the morning, I got murder on my mind
AK-47s, MAC-11s, Glocks, and .9's
And all these pussy niggas hating tryna knock me off
(just like a printer)
Owe me money, AK-47 pick your chin up (oh, yeah)
Damn them diamonds dancin' (dancin')
Chopper get to dancin' (dancin')
Singin',
drop it off and make a nigga get his whole blocks spinned (yeah)
AK-47 drum on a bitch, blow up your whole 'partment (yeah, nigga)
Y'all niggas ain't
i demoni (demoni)
Nel privè con tutti i mes amis (Oh, oh, oh)
Troia m'ha guardato il drip (il drip)
Mi ha detto non farlo mai più (mai più)
AK-47
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