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Albums:

La forza mia (Marco Carta) · Tangos: Jalousie, Adios Pampa Mia, a Media Luz... (Radio Dancing Orchestra) · Argentina Mia (Jairo) · Cecilia Mia (Don Barreto) · Alla Mia Età (Tiziano Ferro) · Cara Mia: The Very Best of David Whitfield (David Whitfield) · La Mia Strada (Arnoldo Foà) · Ma Che Vita La Mia (Roby Facchinetti) · La Mia Italia (Al Bano) · Sulla Mia Pelle (Fiorella Mannoia) – and 88 other albums »


YA TEEF IZ YELLOW
YA TEEF IZ YELLOW
YA TEEF IZ YELLOW
YA TEEF IZ YELLOW

I never thought that it could come down to this
YA TEEF IZ YELLOW
It's
iz bond 
We be chillin' to the break of dawn 
And it's on 

Woke up this morning 
Chillin' on my head 
Didn't want to wake my man 
So instead I
what you thinkin'
You know you want it as bad as I do
Tell me (tell me) what you drinkin'
Pimp Juice?

Oh I got a case of that too
And that s***
you down?
Iz you down? Iz you down?
Can I ask?
Iz you down? Iz you down?
Iz you down? Iz you down?

Now it ain't hard to tell
By the way you've been
you down?
Iz you down? Iz you down?
Can I ask?
Iz you down? Iz you down?
Iz you down? Iz you down?

Now it ain't hard to tell
By the way you've been
u down? (uhh, uhh)
Iz u down? Iz u down?
Can I ask?
Iz u down? Iz u down? (Kid Ink)
Iz u down? Iz u down?

Now it ain’t hard to tell
By the way you’ve
this shit
Ch ch ch chop it (chop it up) and let me screw you bitch

All I wanna know girl what yo name iz
I see them other niggas they be on that lame
this shit
Ch ch ch chop it (chop it up) and let me screw you bitch

All I wanna know girl what yo name iz
I see them other niggas they be on that lame
It is what it iz
It is what it iz

You try compromisin', nope, they don't wanna talk
And they got them nuts that's off that Acapulco powdered
bringin' the goods, in other words I'm bringin' the buzz
I'm swingin' my 'cause, in a blue vein switchin' lanes
Backseat full of goods, what it do huh?
Baby
Ye ain't steady tip tippin
No girl gettin homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye iz(think ye iz) 
But cha aint (but cha aint)
Get it crunk like me
for what heaven takes away

Little Bonnie never married
Little Bonnie never even made it four
But I grew up in her presence
Even though she was
now or never (never)
Please don't put 'cha bet down mo'
If it ain't four or better
I'm talking Pete Rose at the end of the road
Playboy fuck what
Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, 'cause my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
Niggaz
on eyein me [4x]
What the fuck iz goin on [2x]
He keep on tryin me [4x]
[Lil Scrappy]
Haters dress to impress, but dey missd the spot
It takes chest
around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going
around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids
in Compton don't give
weed
'Cause I got it goin on

No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitching
Chef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchen
You niggas is scratchin', my
weed
'Cause I got it goin on

No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitching
Chef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchen
You niggas is scratchin', my
weed
'Cause I got it goin on

No steroids can make you hit what I'm pitching
Chef boy-ar-P is back in the kitchen
You niggas is scratchin', my
But oh no, you'll never have it like me man
And if you can't understand this is what I'm sayin

[Chorus]

[J-KWON]
Ye ain't big (big) whippin
Ye
area, what's going around around us, we don't know what the fuck's going
around around by YOU, but frankly we don't give a fuck, you know. Most kids
in
Intro: (The Game)
WESTCOAST
So all about survivin, nigga
Westcoast
California iz on
Black Wall Street
DPGC
You niggaz know who it iz
Compton & Long
Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
Hold my Tec, 'cause my niggaz pump by day
Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
Niggaz
there
Where we wanna be iz up there up there

[Krayzie Bone] 
Lost in smokin mighty reefer
Nigga jus like Colt 45 it works every time
Me and Three 6 Mafia
Chorus: (repeat x2)
Somehow, Someway
We be comin up wit funky fly shit
Like Every single day

[Prince Poetry]
Check it
Intelligent wordz, iz colaz