Lyrics:
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D?ckar I gl?dje sv?var p? moln
Har best?mt mig f?r gott, m?ste bort h?rifr?n
F?r jag vaknar med ?ngest, vaknar med sm?rta
Blandade k?nslor, tyngd I mitt
got venom, see the swag I be killin' (What)
R.I.P. to the linen, man, the drip got venom, see the swag I be killin' (Ooo)
Run it up, 'til the gas on e
Poder á Santa Maria grande d' os seus acorrer
En qual logar quer que sejan, e os de mal defender
E dest' oý un miragre que aevo pouc' á y
En
en nombre
Nombres d'entre nous sont p't-être
Fou à ce jour car nombres d'entre nous ont
Côtoyé la misère
Si très peu d'entre nous osent
Te parler de
d'écouter ma face B
J'suis mon propre danger, j'suis ma carte piège faut pas que je m'retourne, qu'on voit ma face cachée (yeah)
Un jour p't'être que j'me
Little Brother, Ludacris
Lost Boyz Lord Finesse
Lots of the underground
Neben Large Professor
M, Method Man, Mos Def, Mobb Deep
Mad Skillz, Ma$e, Memphis
waterworld
I'm kind of busy doin mtv
So call me later why'all I think I'm the see-p-t, or
Polly with mya, in d.c.
Doin calypso, it's all about me, so ask
, and D-R-E
A real nigga from the motherfucking L.B.C.
I just look like this, I stay down for the twist
I'm real with this, deep as abyss
I gave you
it baby I was just really biggin' yo skies be droppin'
And l-o-v-e touchin' yo knees I'm so intrigued
And plus you show us some clividge,
Shirt
então brota
aqui na base
uma p****** loca
vai rola ate mas tarde
uma p****** loca
hoje vai rola m*****
então senta com maldade
kika com maldade
me olha
L'ammor nuost n s po'descrivr
L' ammor mij,l' ammor mij
A nostra storij nun po maje frnì
E mo te duje,nun vulimme chiu suffri
Ij senz e te, m sent e murì
on the side of my hip
I'm seventeen deep with heat so don't trip
I sip malt liquor all of the suds
My bomb is E-coli the murderous buds
I blaze Philly
I was always good at math
Graduated out the streets
I'm a distinguished honor grad
Graduated out the streets
I ain't need no G.E.D
THC up in my system
Yeah we gettin' real on this album y'all.
You know I'm hearin' all these rumors out here bout,
They ran $hort Dogg up outta East Oakland.
Sortie des cours, j'te rejoins comme d'hab
On s'est vu hier, l'impression d'comeback
Tu m'envois loin, comme une teille pomme-jack
J'vois les autres
what is democracy to us
The people
Gone Missing
The murders
The killings
We need our freedom
We need our freedom
F r e e d o m
Freedom
F r e e d o m
in the streets
Y'all be wearing them Bee's - I be wearing Ree's
Running wit' my g's from the U-T-P
This is where I'm gonna be until I D-I-E
Wodie, it's
VERSE 1
M(mit( mueve
L( noche c (c(b( Con tus (miguit(s y tu
Cu(ndo t subes M(mit( no p(r(s D(me l( vueltit( en U
Tu no dice n(d(
B(by yo me c(llo
waffle
Richard Mille ngopp'e destro, brillo p'e sinistro
Dille n'om dint'e molle nun ce vanno
'Int'e locale nun ce ballo
Ma ce vaco pe' nu set e cu
l'tequila
Moi je m'en fous de ce que l'autre il a
Y a des voyous même au village
Des pitbulls et des armes dans la villa
Pousse-toi d'là c'est la
m'a posso pigliá cu te
P' chell che c'amm fatt
E bugie stann a' bas 'e nu sentiment astratt
Mó chiove, fa fridd, è viern
Ma 'o ghiaccio 'o tengo aind e
Mean to me, know what you mean to me, what you mean to me
Know what you mean to me
P-E-R-C-O-C-E-T thats the drug I need in me
Through my ups
famiglia mia
Penzo a chi m’aggia aggregà
Ma che bellu Natale
Cu tutte sti regale
C’’a robba che va cara
Che tiene ‘a festeggià
Sta festa nun è festa
È ‘na
the 9 dro,
Money, cars, clothes, hoes, 17 years old...
Hop in the club with no I.D., no ni**a here is gonna try me, zone 1, 2, 3 are e s p e see t
V.I.P
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