Lyrics:
the one and only
S, yes, N, double, O, P
Those gurlz, those gurlz
Those gurlz, those gurlz
Those gurlz, they don't mean a thing to me
I was just playin'
won't take the time out 'til we reach the T-O-P
From parolees to hold G's, sold keys, low keys
We like the promised land of the OG's
In the past if you
the wankstas
Top Dogg, S-N-Double O-P
The gangsta mac, a G From the L.B.c
I'm on the go, I get the dough
I let 'em know, I bust a ho
I'm shakin' up
Before I drank v.s.o.p. remy
I used to drank that MD 22
Wood-grain and reverse 8's
Box Chevy trunk sounding like a earthquake
[Chorus]
I gotta
cause you know who I am
The S-N-double-O-P, the only, fo' sho'
Now motherfuckers let me hear you say hoe
I spit ya, spat at ya, whoot wham, get at ya
of the G.O.P. or GOP,
But if, Baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top! You're the Tower of Babel.
You're the top! You're the Whitney Stable.
gun brr
I am a beast grr
Money machine brr
F-U-C-K C-O-P's
I say I know when they say freeze
Yeah
Ok you already knew
No pussies, no rats, no
the one and only G.O.D
To take my life to the T.O.P
Now here comes a motherfuckin' D.O.G
Who ain't happy til a nigga is R.I.P
Tryin' to be somethin' you
O.P.P. no D-E-D
All she need is me up in the N-why-see
[Hook 1]
[Hook 2]
Now it ain't N.O.R.E. to be on time
But I rock a rhyme that's right
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch (make 'em touch)
A-P-P-L-A-U-S-E (make it real loud)
Put your hands up, make 'em touch, touch
A-R-T-P-O-P
Yeah, Oliver
P.O.C., P.O.C.
The Dove
SayWhatt?
Yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Soy consiente de lo que tengo...
Vapai' ya cazé el fla', yeah
Soy
Muitos perguntam "TILT, onde é que andaste?!"
Por todo o lado, piso uma beca gasto
Cara P p'a ser o Bondage
Vim só p'a fazer contraste
Muitos
ain't about me and you
Now if you down with O.P.P. yeah you know me
It ain't no fun if my homies can't have none
Now we share skirt like air frankly I
soul)
On my soul (for my soul)
For my soul
B.i.g. p.o.p.p.a. p.a.c. left eye j.m.j.
B.i.g. l. p.u.n. Eazy E Aaliyah r.i.p.
uncut (yeah)
Long time comin', ya heard? (yeah)
M.O.P. (c'mon)
Big motherfuckin' Punisher (uh, uh)
What ya gon' do?
Terror Squad (yeah)
Bronx,
a grana dá (sim)
Muita matéria para o teu liceu (huh)
Muita moca p'ó teu panamá
O próprio que essa montanha moveu (uh)
Eric Cantona
Peito aberto e
Eu canto p'ra despertar, p'ro mundo fluir
Meu canto é p'ra inspirar e reacender
O dia clareou, o dia é p'ra viver
O dia é p'ra despertar e reaprender
A re re
Eh re re o
Yeepa
Aii Ever, Aii Ever
Ever Ever Ye
Ero p'oti tan, Ero p'oti tan
Moti gbera ewo o wa nfo
Ewo o wa nfo
Ye, Ero p'oti tan, Ero
appelle épellation, c'est
L'alphabet commence par c, B, C, D, E, F
J'sais pas d'où ça vient je sais pas qui l'a décidé
G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, faut
to rongo nun to voglio da'
Siente 'o documento ca te piace o t'allamiente
'O documento nun to voglio da'
Me ne passa p'o cazzo da Digos
To voglio
ein Signal, Babe
(Empfange dein Signa-a-a-a-al)
(Empfange dein Signa-a-a-a-al)
(Genau wie Hula Hoo-o-o-o-o-p)
(Schick mir ein S.O.S.)
Alles kommt
de S.L.O.P
Toujours bloqué dans le karaoké, karaoké
(King Ju)
King Ju, toujours OP
Gaffe à l'attaque des onomatopées-nomatopées
(Ju)
Le beast
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M N O P
Q R S
T U V
W X
Y and Z
Now I know my A B C's
Next time won't you sing with me
I love the alphabet
and a scholar
So the money straight range from hood to white collar
By any means, this is the theme I will follow
M.O.P. forever the team, our honor
You
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