Lyrics:
gekom?
Brand hier onder, brand daar bo
Brand van agter, brand van voor
En ek brand om jou te ken
Deur die son, ek hou van jou stem
Op 'n grond pad, teer
gon' say? no say
Break it out my pocket when I pay for play
Book a three k for booker DJ
With the spirit of the Andre tell him obey
I see my face in
ani chwili
Bo nie wiem czy wiesz mnie też kręci winyl
Mówi Snoof widziałem śmierci kraty
Brałem oddech na raty stałem nad grobem a Ty
Już byś mógł
MC
Think before you spit on the M-I-see
Reppin N-why-see, 'til I D-I-E
You can't S-double-E-E-E M-see
Gettin "Spellbound" like K-Solo
'Bout to go loco,
ik deed met de opps?
Zag je zijn face met de heat on my thing
Kijken en doen alsof hij het niet weet
Alle drie albums, die kwamen op één
Free al m'n
oras kel da na bo
Es ta pou ta badja
N'tenel na sintura ma n'ka sta fala di Nabadja
Paka paka na un bolso
Extenso clip na kelotu
Tudu nha niggas e lobu
'N beh e'n fi araki e fe
Fo but e ni feather
Ki le ni ogbon ogborun kosi
Nkankan tolu mada yin feda
Bowunyi ki e di omo lanke won fi
Yin ko eru bo lati
'N beh e'n fi araki e fe
Fo but e ni feather
Ki le ni ogbon ogborun kosi
Nkankan tolu mada yin feda
Bowunyi ki e di omo lanke won fi
Yin ko eru bo lati
kón yowo lenu
Sheb'on lawon n grind for mama, won lawon fe lowo ju Bill Gates lo
But ton ba pawo die, won o mo ju kon fi jubilate lo
I can see them all
wrong, G-O for what you N-O
But be warn, never will I leave like a regular
Cause I'm a little better then the regular competitor
I use to see 'em
słuchając reszty
Reprezentuję hip hop crew i nazwisko
C do S P do N to liryczny nicpoń
Ty kłaniaj się nisko wyrabiam więcej niż normę
I mam ten styl daj mi
Forces bring me back to floor
Travel by night with my feet feel'n sore
Corset honey wanna pick at my ear
Shit with them lips I don't really care
Not
love Bo Jangles, we know what he came through
But what's your excuse, duke? You talk Black
But your album sound like you give your nuts for a plaque
shit on your new album or what?
Yeah, I'm gonna kick some of that shit
But ah, partner I don't even fuck with the nine no more half
Man don't you
j'me la wesh
On m'a dit : wesh Anton qu'est c'tu fout au Lavouet
Je n'suis plus trop là, si je jongle entre deux codes Postal
(Postaux, oup’s)
C
Gert bo die grond roep na Koos onder die grond kom in Koos kom in kom in
Waarom ek roep na jou vanaand dis 'n donker aand diep in Julie-maand
En dit
Damn I like yo taste
Dracko is not a 4
(Not a 4)
I hear that fuck nigga creepin outside the door
(I can see em thru the mother fuckin door)
I know
Look I be ridin' threw my old hood,
But I'm in my new whip.
Same old attitude, but I'm on that new shit.
They say they gon' rob me, see me neva do
brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity
plus, c'est plus des cernes que j'ai, c'est des coquarts
T'étais simple, t'avais tout ce que les autres n'ont pas
Pas besoin de te faire un dessin,
Chronic,
Gin 'n' Juice, 5 On It
(See I)
Ich hör Gangstatexte, Gangsta Rap
(I keep it gangsta)
Auf CD und I'm Auto, I'm Tapedeck
(Ridin by)
Durch
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
appelle-nous "Stillmatic"
Non fallais pas me signer, je n'peux m'arrêter maintenant
Préparez le lubrifiant, car à sec c'est moins marrant
Ouais j'ai planté
dentro bote 2 cartucho cu bo Nomi fala balas ta furabu dipos co pergunta pamodi
Criado na lama n bem la di baixo nha brother sem luz na casa
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