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guns n' roses will be coming back soon But You can be my sweet child with a ruby red vroom M says you're broken like a 'c', and he's your hero I could be
that sound Bad apple of the bunch like a black sheep Demand action, fuck politicking, talk is cheap Definition of insanity, US government Subject be too
the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms N*ggaz wanna test you and your gun goes warm Can't get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up
til' the rats wanna check this Reckless, born treacherous warn specialist Especially if you rest next to me N**** come testin' me, you get the gun recipe
up and a gun yuh waan I don't give a damn I don't give a fuck a your bad luck (Hey mek di man dem have dem own problem!) Well yuh see Fargo mi
Groupieg-Girls das Beyda klar Verkaufe Bad Moms Jay wie'n Universal-A&R Auch wenn wir nicht mit dem Release auf Eins gehen Fick' ich mehr Influencerinnen als
by the camp fire I been in the sun check the tan line Sticking niggas up got their hands high Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied Threatening
of growin Express Yourself, was said by N.W.A. So stop givin trouble a play Because those who chose to oppose never rose they all froze At thirty-two
by late Need you gone by the morning I'm the bad guy if you met him Still I'm not sorry I won't stop until I'm chillin in a country that's foreign
Hook x3 [Big Chan] I'm still the greatest I'm pretty I'm still the greatest [Layzie Bone] And I'ma bad man [Big Chan] Hot child in the city
Jantamata kilanja kabakaba ah A eh Jantamata kabakaba See this young girl passing by e dey burst my brain ah A eh eh eh e dey burst my brain ah
flood To save the lager from the guns and spillage of blood See the English roses spreadin' through the land, but there's a wag-'n-bietjie thorn in
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord) And she's still dependent on her mom Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
by a priest And be treated for all of my demons I’m leaving like Andrew Luck I gotta go! Exorcist, Emily Rose! Haters I keep on their toes like they
hustle for my daughter Now i'm grind'n for my son Actavis come by the case I keep the gun on my waist These niggas hate on the low Why do they smile in my
and that ain't funny son, So I got money gun, they wet him and his honey bun. Cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord) And she's still dependent on her mom Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
Ninja Nicki, where Ninja Man? I don't need a hundred niggas, lil' bitch, me soon come Dripped in YSL, one thug and one gun These bitches gon' bow down
When the bee stings, When I'm feelin' sad, I simply remember my favorite things, And then I don't feel so bad Roses, kittens Kettles, mittens
refuse Memba from ina school, a Bad Apple rule Now mi gone twenty gun Salute No Cry when mi gone Nor sigh when mi gone Rejoice hold you head ina di sky
head is saying yes but my feet is stallin' So many walkin', by the end they fallin' But I got to have it, like Eve and the apple She had to grab it, I
On n'est pas de la même famille Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis Oh no, we're in a recession Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg
years old with a pallet gun Bakka, Bakka 1997 was the first time I got it, watching bad boys Will Smith and Martin Lawrence We was playing cops
and that ain't funny son, So I got money gun, they wet him and his honey bun. Cause phony faggots I froze, it's a fact, I flip fast on foes with fabulous
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