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the southern hemisphere (Hot) you know And I have struggled with what to wear To what to eat, pussy not me I'm from the Streets with guns and roses love
Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up
youngin' call the labels Make em' bump that Streets goin' crazy, "why the fuck he ain't signed yet?" Guns and roses Them niggas don't love you, nigga Guns
Rapper wollen flieh'n Denn ich komm im Team mit dem Dream Um euch kleine Lümmel zu erzieh'n Komme clean und ich schick Euch angepisst nach Hause Ohne
Guns'N'Roses Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin' Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen Rock 'n' rollin', rock 'n' rollin' I'm a'Rolling Stone with my
the beat Gonna be a legend on these streets Gonna party like a rockstar Live it up like Guns N' Roses Gonna raise the roof Feel the beat Gonna be a legend
Le gun ou la rose Sombres sont la plupart de mes proches Les 3/4 d'mes asso' sont dans le business J'suis dans la street pour remplir mes poches
You Already know this I'm Lincoln's brave n boldest Yeah The chosen one The golden child reloaded Guns and Roses Guns and Roses Guns and Roses Bout
pain I can get you John Doe by a no name Catch him at the Chinese store Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein Nah nigga, Smack can't hear (hair)
Didn't know by now better ask around town that I keep one rolled like a one wheeled scooter Lanky ass n***a with the stanky pack, n***a Murder horoscopes,
where i sleep, now give me my key [Verse 8: N.O.R.E.] New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord) And she's still dependent on her mom Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
100 rounds You can be big and get killed by a kid with 100 pounds Tell me N***a how it sounds In the wrong town don't be play a clown Or they'll put you
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord) And she's still dependent on her mom Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
Smif-N-Wessun (right) Fiyah Gun The ghetto red hot, ghetto yutes fiyah gun Gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun, gun Every day, life's a struggle for me
streets, nigga Mask me up in grease Sneaker game is lethal N.Y., them eagles Fly through, get high too Fly as hell, might as well Hire you the live
Hands up don't shoot Hands up don't shoot Guns and roses My people rise you been put on notice Take to the streets because the system broken Fight
Uh, uh, uh, huh Clipse (Clipse) Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit) Yeah, who Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This
I see a bigger dream I love the 9 but wanna travel see a bigger scene I keep my gun when you got fame Then you got enemies I call you fam I’m gone
shine Took this dream and made it mine I'm gettin' down one thing that I know (what) We're untouchable U-N-T-O-U-C-H, A-B-L-E-S Sheek the new
the neon streets In the retro beats, our hearts find their beats Synthwave dreams, in a cybernetic haze Chasing echoes of the '80s, in this neon maze Drive
Mi gun nuh stick, nuh bodda rush me wid no stick You think me n'ave it, you get trick cah di metric Di bwoy shock like electric when him see it Him
the streets is watching you, when you froze your arms N*ggaz wanna test you and your gun goes warm Can't get caught with your feet up, gotta keep your heat up
She's cleared (dodgin' heat) to (play the street) Get ill (let the guns blow, had to eat) She's about (copped the raw) the dough (went to war)
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