Lyrics:
Unieś świat w górę tak by nas parkiet porwał
Pójdzie wsad runie dach czuję smak rzemiosła
Trójek grad w górę skacz tak jak Michael Jordan
Czujesz
Um kicking shit like a punt
I smoke P's by the month
Imma do what i want
Backwood full of runtz
Johnny knoxville how i stunt
Got your rent in these
Got some Ps in the passenger seat
Big 40 on my lap and the FM by my feet
She's as thick as a gram in the wood
Nah, I wish the bitch would
Got some Ps
a frisbee
[Chorus: V.I.C.]
[Pitbull]
I don't play no games, but silly
And if you disrespect
Say hi to the 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 milli
Get peeled like
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less
I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought
bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
Competition, I just devour
Like a pitbull against a Chihuahua
'Cause when it comes to being dope, hot damn, I got it good
Now let me tell you who I am
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club wit the chrome
While
on opposite sex
The cream got me fiend for mass appeal scheme
Like doin' drive-bys in stretched limousines
I keep tons of guns my niggas on
The run pack
Story tellst
Boom, Diggi, bye, bye, Super Soaker, Drive-By
Arbeit Rhymes schreiben, 2Pac in der Freizeit
(heh)
Was für Diesel, Digga? Bleifrei ist
Competition, I just devour
Like a pitbull against a Chihuahua
'Cause when it comes to being dope, hot damn, I got it good
Now let me tell you who I am
the bricks
While I fly private jet out of town by a bitch
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
This year, we iller than a nun in a cumshot
Gettin’ double penetrated in a dope spot
By two hard pipe hittin’ niggas
On the orders of Marcellus
is still the goldsmiths
Hold shit steady, we close-knit and deadly as a heart attack
Trust me, the pitbulls is petty
Already infamous, limitless,
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
be your ex?
Flaws of a baby step, mauled by the mouth of Pitbulls
Put me under stress, crawled under rocks, ducking y'all
It's respect—but then
these mini pinchers,
Im a pitbull, they some little whippets
HOOK
Old dog, got em by the neck
Ghost face killer still keeping em in check
Old dog, got
what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
And he's gotta pitbull dog
And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log
I throw a bone to try to distract
'cause I'm wanting my chinny-chin-chin back
Salamo 3alaykom
B rap a sat n3awed lik achno sari f chware3 casa b lil
Ra casa mochkila
Casa by night mchat casa Bye Bye come on
Marhba bik a khouna
popis pitbull'a
Hajsu jak lodu kot fura wyjechać trzeba natura
Akurat wjechał do sklepu „coś mocniejszego od sznura"
Tak by nie pękło se myśli widziałem
of my pen,
change the words to the alliance.
I can bank wit embezzlers, swim wit the sharks,
Turn a pitbull into a poodle from the sound of my bark.
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