Lyrics:
Come è bella c'è la luna brilla è strette
Strette come è tutta bella a passeggiare
Sotto il cielo di Roma
Down each avenue or via, street
Come è bella c'è la luna brilla è strette
Strette come è tutta bella a passeggiare
Sotto il cielo di Roma
Down each avenue or via, street
going down for real
It's going down further than femurs, girls get wetter than Katrina
Yeah, my girl you never seen her 'cause my tints by limousines
"And the struggle goes on"
"Inspired by the suffering"
"Pain is pure and most times
It ain't no cure"
Lungo le braccia vedi canali
E fiumi di
let me see everybody do this
Hey! Let's go! (Hey)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it (ayy)
Let me see
let me see everybody do this
Hey! Let's go! (Hey)
Snap ya fingers, do ya step
You can do it all by yo' self
Let me see you do it (ayy)
Let me see
sleep by the bay
My little fam-o
She put me on game
She broke down the math
Point for point what she say
They hitting them licks
I dont do a thing
Just
e go be shut down ye e ye
Ibimade made majubelo
moyagbera make blessings no pass me by
All alone nobody by my side
Have been so down
than I could
Wife-wife(yea-e-yea-ah), wife-wife(o-ooo-oh)
A gangsta wife(Say that's all I need...), down to ride(...in my life)
Wife-wife(is a gangsta wife...), wife-wife(...by my
Shawty booty round e be like two egg roll
Only moving forward like Pedro
Pull up like a fast nigga you niggas slow
Bow down on your knees or you touch your
kill
E-O-E-O
My body's fully loaded
And I got more ammo
Line 'em up
Knock 'em down
If looks can kill
E-O-E-O
You're an accessory
are. Smoke a fat ass joint to this BITCH!!!HAHAHAH"
I don't think I'm all this or that but I'm all me original Gangsta
E-A-Z-why-E. Down from tha Jump
over the years
F E
Work aint over til death relieves your soul
F E Am F
Further down the road’s
e
Moni ma gbe e
Oya ma pe
Baby girl come close to me
Side by side we suppose to be
Anything wey you book me I want to eat
But I no go chop the booty
Damn who dat be? oh dat be
S.I.D.E E double F.E.C.T
Coming through with the bul Stress
His beats bang you in the chest y'all
Damn that shit is
drive by
Boy eu tou na sombra mas nunca saio de cena,
Different day mas é sempre a mesma cena
Eu a dizer-te adeus e tu pensas que um gajo acena
Eu morro
down
Touch the ground, took me out, yeah
Fingers nice, gated dice
Same twice, crazy I ain't dead
And I should've called James White
Flew into
anything but the truth
Too many lies told by too many liars
When they back stab it adds fuel to the fire
I do what I do, what they say isn't true
Jealousy's
know, it's going down tonight
So get ready, you gots to be ready
I'm talking two bedrooms, gated residential-aire
E.S.G. and Boss Hogg, ask
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e oh
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e oh
Bimbo, Bimbo
Does your mommy know
That your going down the road
To see
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e oh
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e oh
Bimbo, Bimbo
Does your mommy know
That your going down the road
To see
Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Gotta Hold Me Down Baby)
By That I Mean That You Gon Hold Me Down
(Uh)
You Gotta Be Special
(Yea; You Never Know Right?)
Cuz
(Party!)
Yo yo, I'm about to kick this party up, is that alright?
Yo, Yo, MC Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree
You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk
In memory of you, dear old pal
(Words and Music by C. E. Snow â?? Hank, The Singing Ranger)G7 see E see see G7 G7 see Gdim G7Everything has gone
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