Lyrics:
Peace, peace
Yo, Nasir Bin Olu Dara Visqu Allah
Fist full of dollars in a dice game God
D&G glasses, cloth Kangols, guided by angel with white
traficat amb l’enyorança
C G A- F
mil desitjos infinits sota la pell, la nit descalça.
C G D- A- G
Vola
Vola
Vola
Que tot m’ho he endut del caminar,
illes
It's the capital S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, D-O-double-G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes
It's the capital S, oh, yes, I'm fresh, N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, D-O-double-G, ya see
Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes
and we blowin' reefer
Your body like a work of art, baby
Don't fuck with me, I'll break your heart, baby
D&G on me, I got a lot of flavor
15 hundred
of brand new clothes and hand bags
Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel
D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louie and Bebe
Ya don't need it greedy or easy as these
of brand new clothes and hand bags
Alexander McQueen, Prada, Gucci, Chanel
D&G, BCBG, Versace, Louie and Bebe
Ya don't need it greedy or easy as these
octagon, I'm G-O-D (G-O-D)
Get that ass beat live on TV (On TV)
Nigga layin' out, glad it won't be me
(Uh, uh)
I'll beat your ass (yeah)
I'll beat your ass
nobody else
I need help, shit
I leave whelps on ya bitch from my D&G belt
Hot boy in ya mouth i melt
And when we hit the club
All the bitches know our
Esperan.......do, sonhan.......do
| A/G G | A7 |
Imaginan........do
SOLO: | D | D7M | G | A7 |
| D
She like my persona, Dolce Gabanna, D&G belt
I'm a playboy, bunnies all on me, I'm feeling like Hef
My dogs gon' slide for me, they gon' pull
Let's go, let's go
Yeah! (yo, yo)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' East Side Boyz
(Ayo), OK, (ayo), Pastor Troy (come on) Yeah!
(D-S-G-B, come on),
she is my dog yeah
I got my friend on you tellin' her to call
You got caught now I know that your're a dog
[Chorus: x2]
I'm a D-O-G from
disparaître mon chibre dans sa chatte puis sa bouche, Angie fait d'la magie
Depuis qu'j'ai trouvé le point G d'Angie
Angie m'adore, elle me trouve deux fois
Gang, gang, gang
Que e' la junta de los jefe'
En el cuello tengo H.I.E.L.O
Mami, me siento como Q.U.A.V.O (rr)
Juego como 10, D.I.E.G.O
Ella
of our names, raped of our freedom then thrown into the flames.
Forced from my family, taken from our homes,
pulled from our G-d and everything we own
pause)
[Kurupt]
Walkin', talkin', gangsta G
D.P.G, seein' sob said uncomplete me
The homies at the local swapmeet
Dippin' through the hood, gold
don't speak 'less it's 'bout G's (how much?)
Double C's (Chanel), D&G, or double G's (Gucci)
Nigga, please (what's poppin'?) Where you at? I'm in these
SOMOS IGUAIS
Letra: Renato Marques
Melodia: Renato Marques
(G D A9 C9)
(G D Am C9)
Não paro de pensar em você
Quero acreditar que
""D"" ""Em"" ""G""
To aqui, na quarenta ,olhando pro lado
""D
hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little something for
hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G
But I, somehow, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I kick a little something for
Minha decisão
(Glaucio Luiz)
Am D G
Eu olho pro céu e vejo as estrelas a brilhar
Bm
Snoop D O, double to the G
Double to the G, G
Double to the G
Snoop D O, double to the G
Hey you, out there
Fat ass, good hair
Hell with my homies
I
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