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homies kinda deep
Somking on a thai stick feeling kinda hight wit
Ya passenger seat occupied by a fly bitch
Rolling in ya lo-lo
Cut list all ya MCs
mas quiero, lo que yo mas quiero
Lo que tu mas quieres, I know Son By Four

Sabes que te quiero
You belong to me
(La nena que yo quiero, que yo quiero)
taste
Has left me wretched, wretching on all fours
Los Angeles I'm yours
Los Angeles I'm yours
Los Angeles I'm yours
mas quiero, lo que yo mas quiero
Lo que tu mas quieres, I know Son By Four

Sabes que te quiero
You belong to me
(La nena que yo quiero, que yo quiero)
CORO: 
Vamos a bailar la murga 
la murga del Panamà 
los muchachos se alborotan 
cuando lo ven caminar 

Eh vamos a balilar la rumba 
la
sweet and bitter taste
Has left me wretched, wretching on all fours
Los Angeles, I'm yours
CORO: 
Vamos a bailar la murga 
la murga del Panamà 
los muchachos se alborotan 
cuando lo ven caminar 

Eh vamos a balilar la rumba 
la
CORO: 
Vamos a bailar la murga 
la murga del Panamà 
los muchachos se alborotan 
cuando lo ven caminar 

Eh vamos a balilar la rumba 
la
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Louie v bag be dats were the cash be jeans stay saggin million doallar mouthpiece

[Shawty Lo:]
Shawty lo yea hoe you can call me boss hoe 50
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners in them lo-lo's, girl
(Still taking my time to perfect
changed, still

I'm representing for them gangstas all across the world
Still hitting them corners on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect
door

Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles, give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine
out below, I think I rolled another cee-lo
Pick up my crap, niggaz don't get back a DIME of that
And keep my hand right by my waist where my nine is
of the fire
Well, Lo, I see four men unhurt
Unbound and walkin' down there;

There's Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego
And the fiery coals they trod
But the form
to the telephone.

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's
Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill, and we never was a minute late.
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown, rollin' 'cross the Georgia state.

Had
CORO: 
Vamos a bailar la murga 
la murga del Panamà 
los muchachos se alborotan 
cuando lo ven caminar 

Eh vamos a balilar la rumba 
la
Charlotte but we bypassed Rockhill, we never was a minute late.
We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rolling out of Georgia state.
Had some motor
to the telephone.

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's
to the telephone.

Los angeles give me norfolk virginia,
Tidewater four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's
to the telephone.

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia,
Tidewater four ten O nine
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's
Son By Four!
Me estoy muriendo, agonizando de dolor
A puro dolor
Agonizando pues no te tengo a mi lado

Me estoy muriendo, agonizando de dolor
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[speaking in Spanish left untranslated]

Auto four six seven five four three
Equals, the levels, of nobody in this
to the telephone.

Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, 
Dial forty four ten O nine
And tell the folks back home this is the promised land
Callin'
And the poor