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in the cad straight dime sacks and their gators on, now who started that? must of been a PO P standing on you P 'cause a brotha makin mo cheese
parking son one-man-show Son fuel, son king, son slip au chaud Rien qu'un p'tit flash au five o'clock J'paie toujours cash dans l'bondieuscope Et j'cause
"The Mess" Jack, when you convalesce Outta your seat Into the street Make with the feet Reet!! If you're a P-V-T, your duty Is to salute
signé Dony Gomez à l'ancienne Jai dis, dis moi de le V.I.P, et prépare le champagne Chocolat en montagne je décolle d'ici Je saute dans la foule sous top
Eu chego e aconteço eu chego e não é devagar Eu venho p'ra contagiar E ponho o mundo a dançar Sim, dança bem aos meus pés Oh, dança de lés a lés Se
chegámos ao fim Já não vale a pena Sinto muito miúda mas eu já não te sinto! Só vais e vens e não sabes se queres ficar Soube-te bem, não chegou p'ra te
Un p'tit vent Joli vent Court dans les rues et les champs Et siffle gaiement, siffle le réveil Un p'tit vent Bon p'tit vent Parle de la vie des gens
tudo distorcido Culpado: liberado e vivo Inocente: morto e julgado E sigo caminho torto moldado p'lo mentiroso Vendado, foi ele que furou Os centavos que
[Intro: Styles P] Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down [Styles P (Beanie Sigel):] Nah you can't
[Intro: Styles P] Ghost, Sigel, real niggaz load up Throw your fuckin' hoodies on, it's goin' down [Styles P (Beanie Sigel):] Nah you can't
Excuse me, I have revival Mek me praise mi God R.i.p. Breonna Taylor R.i.p. To George Floyd (leave me alone) I ain't tryna hate on my own kind
the Nawf (Nawf) Oh, we got smoke? It's a R.I.P. post (R.I.P.) Forty-four magnum, his arteries choke (oh) Lambo truck, bye bye, gotta go (bye) Ten lil'
Insecure literature jealousy focus discipline tolerance and A cup of neurosis P to the A to the double R A P to the A to the double R A lake P
P-S-Y-C-H-O Go psycho P-S-Y-C-H-O Go psycho Oh dear, it seem's like we have struck a nerve here And she's upset chain-smoking all her
ouverte sur le piaggio J'me suis fait cramer d'vant l'adagio Nan, c'est pas des voyous, c'est des p'tits gadjos Nan, c'est pas des voyous, c'est des
rubber to burn Gettin' rich bitch is the only concern [DJ Quik] I'm the bomb bitch, I'm seizing P the reason you know 'Cause pimpin'll have you
pronounce Ho quit staring at my bank account [Chorus] [DJ Quik] I'm the bomb bitch, I'm seizing P the reason you know Cause pimpin'll have you
heart P-M-are-see His heart P-M-are-see The white man is disease His heart P-M-are-see Your dream can never earn enough Ultimate nihilistic
é tanto transtorno q não dá mais p conciliar, se matar, trabalhar p pôder sobreviver se o lucro vem do esforço entao não custa nada eu vir cantar mas
Chier scus si nun song comm a te E nun m mett e cullan p m fa vre T sti sciem ca c jocn co rap E nunn o sann ca chest p me n'è nient Chisti ca
of god vlone they known to make a scene Pulling pape out my poccet that's profit that's capital letter P Drugs ain't never throw no fit bout da bitch
Uh Yeah E...one know YNG P next Everyone know YNG P next Everyone know I'm Teen X Uh wow yeah Uh (Let's Go) (Let's Go!) Yeah Everyone know YNG P next
Anda à procura dum jeito Quer ganhar a tempo-inteiro No meu direito Não há espaço p'a preconceito Também tenho os meus defeitos E mano alguns bem
Sachet bleu Pas d'beuh dans le sachet bleu Je vais chercher le sachet bleu Sachet bleu P'tit démon sachet bleu Achète le, va chercher le sachet bleu
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