Lyrics:
[Chorus: Brotha Lynch Hung]
That motherfucker kept sniffin for goods
Put the plastic in his mouth the back of his neck left
And you don't know nuthin
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
sticky by the sto'
I rip your hottest MC like eenie mynie moe
Fuck dough I do it for fun, "Juice" like Bishop
"American Pie" nigga, hit your momma like
Meenie Miny Moe yuh
You won't catch by my toe yuh
See me rockin' all my shows yuh
And now everybody knows
That my name is
Hook x2
C O D Y
C O
all bought my new album
I know everybody in Brooklyn bought it
Everybody in Jersey bought it
Everybody in uptown bought it
Eveerybody in
riding in ma new maserati
Ma crew by ma side we all flashy
I got money to burn like a won a lottery
Uh i came here to party
I'm riding in ma new maserati
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
mente e non sempre si è in grado di capire immediatamente a chi o cosa si riferiscano.
Sono pensieri vaganti che si fermano a bussare per un istante e se
and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
Although I've tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin' on
And O.E. bitch
and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
Although I've tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I'm trippin on
And O.E. bitch
and the trunks that bump
Never been questioned by the F.B.I
Although I`ve tried every method just to get high
L.S.D. is what I`m trippin on
And O.E. bitch
nothing
I was on that E&J Brandy
Now I'm sipping on Bubbly
I go hard for my team
I put molly in my lean so now I sing
I put my heart in these beats I
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
Come on! Come on! Uh!
That's right, Nonpoint, Darwin's, Grimm in the house, lemme hear that shit
Na'mean? Uh! Bout to slay those fuckin tracks
Here
nothing, nothing gon' save us now
Well, there's broken silence
By thunder crashing in the dark (crash in the dark)
cnd this broken record
Spin endless
be today)
E don tey when Jimmy Jatt don dey scratch e
When I drop my album for cassette
Girls dem dey fall in like confetti
Now I am rich and I am fat
the breeze
I'm busy ducking feds coast to coast I'm oversees
I'm buying keys selling triple stacks of E's
I sell coke by the gram sell my high grade by the P's
created
By your will God
By your might
Hey baaaaabah
Together we could do it
That we all confied in you
The truth great God
And yes i surrender to the Lord
givin is from you
Every life, living created
By your will God
By your might
Hey baaaaabah
Together we could do it
That we all confied in you
The truth
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
L'approccio è alla Moana
Io Rocky, lei Adriana
Il mood è nevermind
Come l'album dei Nirvana
Molassana by night
Quartiere dormitorio
Scritte sui muri
Segnano il
Non è improbabile
pensare ancora a te
come se fossi qui.
- le distanze sono così brevi
In questo nostro tempo -
Come dei coriandoli
che volano
all bought my new album
I know everybody in Brooklyn bought it
Everybody in Jersey bought it
Everybody in uptown bought it
Eveerybody in
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
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