Lyrics:
to eat niggaz up, beat they ass and e'rything, son.
I'ma prove this shit, right here.
Me and my nigga. what!?
[movie sample]
Violence and punishment
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
the names. I ducked for cover. I watched you prune your family tree. I know you’re from another region. full of giant panted legions. and so if for no other
faltó
Vengo de una región dónde fallar, no es una opción
Mezclando la música con las reglas del callejón
Dónde abrir camino era la intención
Pero la
time y'all know who's N.E.S.S
Count bless and if I never sign y'all know who's mess
We useful that's why they'll always use fools
They might be truthful
[In Piazza Aurelio Saffi]
Narrator:
This is Piazza Aurelio Saffi, at the heart of Forlì, a small city in the northern Italian region
Yeah you did it here they call me 1da banton
Say na my song be their ringtone
Yeah they see me as the realiast one
Me be no 1 in a me region
Say they
las balas (de na')
No había de nada, solo gané y me puse pico y pala
Ahora mi ma'e tiene su casita apagada con las jugadas
Se podía perder (perder),
l’train
À divaguer dans des wagons
A bouquiner des bons bouquins
A passer devant des moutons des bouquetins
Ca dépend d’la région
Et quand j’arrive enfin en
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
[Chorus]
Screwed Up Click, my click of G's
Ah you got to feel that player M-O-E
Rolling with the Los, running with the codeine
And we about
mothafuckas can suck my dick.
I`m back! Fuck that shit!
Ready to eat niggaz up, beat they ass and e`rything, son.
I`m a prove this shit, right here.
Me
8ball 4-tay speese-weeze spice-weeze ya smell me?
It's e-feeze muthafuckas ain't understandin' the signs of this
I cuss a mutha fucka out
Niggas
mano
Entrenamiento y combate
Relajación, respiración
Soltar el aire en la región
Quieto en el movimiento
Leyenda e historia
Separar lo vacío de lo lleno
así vamos; a duras penas, la pena es dura,
Y mas aquí en la región de Extremadura,
Soy como un cura sin religión,
sigue poniendo atención a esta
brutality working up in the southern region
What can you do but pack gun now brothers is leaking
There's no peace it's a tragedy now mothers grieving
It's
You niggas some lames
Some rejects
I’m coming like some yeen seen yet
You lil niggas are not in my region
Yea
Why they mad they mad at me
Cause I been
You see history, you believe, you naive in the mind
The B-i-b-l-e be speaking of Jesus
But we pledge allegiance to regions of freedom
And we all just
I d i e
Tac Town to the Sway and Lakewood's where I be
Haters in my rear view Tacoma on my mind
Got chambers and the water front we gon be fine
make kerosene freeze
Prophet standing top of Mount Zion with sights on
Uncharted regions this is season of the icons
Never let em know ya plans don’t
Sometimes when I sidon
I remember all my mate, wey They be gone
Some even dey for prison
Some dey suffer depression
In this world there are region
social distance so ahead a kilometer
In a region of followers imma shepherd with quarter monk tryna lead my pack to Somewhere safe intellectual space
Oh!
Con unos zapatos finos e de caminar
Son marca gucci pa los q se preguntan
Soy muy humilde con los q saben tratar
Pues fina sangre llevo soy de
a yapa ijo a yapa
Party scatter
Wajo tungba
E Jeka dancea
Ka dancea
Injile young wasee moyosore
Injile omo omogbolahan
Omogbolahan
Injile bwoi wesee omo
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