Lyrics:
en el micrófono,
Frannca en el área,
Mobits,
Frannca en el área,
Dofer MC,
Artemisa,
Atlantis King music,
Artemisa,
Hey King in tha house,
MoBits,
En
en el micrófono,
Frannca en el área,
Mobits,
Frannca en el área,
Dofer MC,
Artemisa,
Atlantis King music,
Artemisa,
Hey King in tha house,
MoBits,
En
Maratonomaku na dha lajm:që arti koka zhytë
Lekë Matranga i'tha Llochit n'andërr qu mos e le mu mytë
Dil kur t'bjen shi i budallve,veq pak le ta lagë
cause I can you do it cuz you have to
Lookin at me like I'm gon fail got some bad news
Good news tightened tha screws loose
Bars by the beaucoup like who
money be the topic
I gotta solve it every time
I come across a problem
That dont make us potnaz
Just cause my potnaz potna
Nigga itz tha Mobsta
I aint
I know you want it all
Chanel on ya body while I'm knockin down them walls
High fashion is yo forte
Kiss n touch thas foreplay
We ballin like
It's not too damn easy to live by your own man
Try to cash in the dead town people here are dumb man
Rich dude car bonk then girls gonna bonk back
I
bhi nhi the,
Bas beat banara tha,
Songs ban rahe the,
You can tell by that,
Mera level hi alag,
And you can tell by that ye,
Mere kitne beneath hain.
a peasant in the presence of a god
Here to smit u for ya sins, here to judge you for ya wrongs
I was raised by hip-hop, Pac, Nas, UGK
Young OutKast, bitch I'm
louder than rest}
Joutenheim’s chilled breeze is crisps
UDB he da king of it
He BP, he don’t freeze fa shit
[say this part with deeper voice]
(Verse 1)
by
Monday morning
Have been grinding for tha money
Too take care of my mummy
Pelu aburo ati egbon mi
Owoloshe koko
Owo loshe koko
Owo loshe. Owo loshe
I got all the badges in my hand now
Told you niggas I'm the king up in my damn town
Ain't talking items, I'ma get up in my bag now
Tell em put they
Kj Tha Great yea
What up T-Rell
Oouuu
I then tried I then tried I then tried a thousand times
I then tried I then tried
F A T On the beat
Dear mama
Drinking-tha rum rum rum
Para-pa pum pum pum
I've had enough
Despite the moment of her silence
Hours went by
She didn't wanna talk to me
I don't know why
Your
4 da glock
N make it automatic
Cah man a big deal
With a big drill
I can feel a storm comin
Dis here a king's will
I don't drive a stick shift
Issa
No ID
Fuck they talking bout 13-5, no ID but
I can tell you one thing
I walk around the planet like the goddamn king
Shawty bouncing up and down
My
to remember me
Ay, the king, modern day Martin Luther, Malcom X
I'm officially the freshest, don't dare forget
I'm gone momentarily, don't bury me, yet
happy’s a paper plane
dame fe’ then pa lante
Don’t take my faith by piece
yeeeeeeah (oh Yeah!)
yeaaaaaah (Faith by piece)
Ooooooooooh!
Dem a know dam
I have heard of a land on the far away strand
'Tis a beautiful home of the soul
Built by Jesus on high, where we never shall die
'Tis a land where
mayor of the town
See-Murder and Wango got the jets on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the block
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[Master P]
You
Whats up white girl?
Drink, smoke, party ya ass off
You know you ain't got no ass to party off
But fuck it, we'll work wit'chu, it's Tha Liks
I
King of the South! Hey!
Westside of the A-Town, nigga you don't know no better nigga
Bankhead!
[T.I. over Intro]
Hey, hey, Grand Hustle c'mon
he were go,
siempre hight brotha nunca low,
por delante vamos, no rapeo slow,
duro como Yela o como Snow tha Pro,
yo si sudo el flow,
Este king
ciegan? (plo-plo-plo)
Baila, morena, mueve, morena (come on)
En Jamaica te celan, en Puerto Rico te velan
Por ti se pelean to' la noche entera
Tu cuerpo
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