Lyrics:
nu eenmaal de ware niet
Want er komen andere tijden
Sta dan even stil
Bij de woorden van je vader
Omdat hij 't beste voor je wil
Jongen denk 'ns even
and g*ns, money, s*x every song.
I blame it on the g*ng and on the city that I'm from.
And indwangu yami sick got leukemia.
Got this bad little thing from
Toen wilden we nog wel ‘ns praten
Nu zijn we met z'n tweeën minsten één te veel
Hoe lang hoe lang hoe lang
Duurt het begin van het einde
Hoe lang hoe
Soms blijf ik er toch bijna in
Als ik ons zo zie zo'n jong en klef gezin
En had je dit tien jaar terug voorspeld
Had ik gezegd zeg ga 'ns vlug
Soms
lite hink och inga grisar
Plus en tat click that dina ns we the lika
Fält med rekvesita så fucka med mig intellekt
Vi är inte släkt du dammar på mig
I'm serious
niggas might be delirious
niggas bitches like me, they curious
See a n like me mysterious
Making ns like you furious
It don't matter
roaches
Aint tryna hear that gangster shit you n***s gon have to show me
Work inside the microwave like we cooking ravioli
HOOK
I been getting that dogshit
time tobati rimi
A kan maafi swag rerin
T'oju emi ati e ba se merin
Wo ye ma loje f'omo olorin
Busy signal e gan ti y'emi
Egbami lai ns'oko olosho
Awon
the clmighty is dwelling;
high in the heav'ns His temple stands,
all earthly temples excelling.
Yet He who dwells in heaven above
chooses to live with us in
you to Kauai
I give it all I got, so I ain't got to lie
N*****s wanna succeed, they don't wanna sacrifice
Je Ne Sais Pas
Pitch black, on edge, feel
man, this is a recording,
Used to have to hustle or my n****s wouldn’t eat,
It was days in the studio and nights in the street,
It was late night
risti
Huge AKA AKA-47 tai KKK, ns rasisti
Meen ramadan aikaan seisoo itään päin
Muslimit kumartaa mua snadisti
Jee, meen sokeen kaa elokuvii
Ja näytän
I no b ben 10
Chale mi p3 nt3m ah bolerize-zi ti s3 d3nky3m
Dis chenchema gym b full of ns3m
Y?
Den e dey hia Gargantuan Man wey I twia giv am
So
se fue disen que ya nunca regreso
Hoe n***s capping yea I know a lot of those
Mi Familia, puro pinche vato loco chon
La musica es mi cocina yo soy
and the bracelet, the jewelry glistenin'
Clean house for hard-head n****s that wouldn't listen
You just gone snake me in the end, I told em good riddance
You see
I need to know and that his loyalty’s brief,
Never saw the vision now they wanna see what I reap,
I was in the field while y’all N****s were shopping
Now she finger-fuckin’ a bag
N****s sayin’ they hit my chick
Like I care about what they had
All this money that I got
Made lil baby forget her past
make me act a f****ng fool, just when you think s**t is cool, N****s wet you like a pool. (yeah, yeah)
Catch me singing to your b***h like I'm Ja Rule,
om m'n nek
Dus bestel nog maar een trein alsof ik werk bij de NS
M'n salaris is gestort en nu is alles alweer weg
Ik heb een kop verbrast nu is de
Feel like everybody think life's a screenplay
N****s not being them weird, you feel me?
People get funny like Louis C.K.
Got trust issues I blame on eBay
a n***a bout a bag, never been the type to brag
Killing competition, so I know these n****s mad
You know that I'ma get it, ain't the type to live in lack
bottle, that ya'll lost in
Put these n****s in a coffin, as often as I can
The speakers go hammer
Keep the music high like I never lower my standards
Hella
wou all of me
Ik rijd in die waggie met g ns on me
Sinds klein leerde ik omgaan met de druk
Me nieuwe ding doet ff stoer
Maar straks komt ze weer terug
Ey dushi wat is dit
Vind je het erg als ik aan je zit
Twee diamanten in jouw gezicht
Dat zijn je ogen baby
Ey meisje kom 'ns terug
In het weekend
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