Lyrics:
JESUS – CENTRO DAS FAMÍLIAS
C G/B Am Am7/G F Dm7
Ando con los mios pateo la stret
Ella lo mueve porque ahora es my g
Tomamos birra no tomamo lean
Se que es mentira todo lo que decis
Estamos
Rejoice
Gannin crnold and Donovan Cruz
C/G G
Rejoice cause the Lord has risen
C/G G
Rejoice cause the King's
Pai Nosso
Fernando Souza Bem
INTRO: F G Em (C D D#) G
C G C F
Gimme, g-g-gimme a gi-g-gimme a gi-g-g-gi-gimme a gi-gimme
Girl, gimme that pussy
Girl, gimme that
Girl, gimme, girl, gimme girl, girl
G-g-g
at
Where them killas livin' at and T.I.P. be chillin' at
Ride wit a G, come and ride wit a G, all through the ATL
Come and ride wit a G
See me ridin'
It's be Gizzle (Heard me)
(Cut the music up, Ya that's good)
Too Hood 2 Be Hollywood (Bust somethin'g, shoot somethin'g)
One of the realest niggas
because
Because I've never, ever
Ever been very good with girls
They've got me feeling kind of shy
G-g-g-g-g-g-g-girls
I just can't look them in
P d g no es fang p d g no es mongomo
P d g es obiang nguema familiares y amigos
P d g no es fang p d g no es mongomo
P d g es obiang nguema
G)Theres one empty cot in the bunkhouse
Theres a saddle that (G7) nobody (C) rides
One empty place at the (G) table
The remuda is five horses (D)
I miss the old Lil G
Ay, I said it, I hate Lil G
I miss that old Lil G
Straight from the go, Lil G
Said on his go, Lil G
I hate this new Lil G
This
killer better get an all black mac and a shotty
100 G's on me
200 G's on me
300 G's on me
I would stop now but I'm still not free
Yea I got about 100
десять лет, скажем - я сам подарил модный гаджет.
Очень трудно завести детей, зая. Вообще из него не вылезая.
Милая, держи, я купил тебе 3G.
Теперь что
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
C.O.G Link up
I just want to worship with the Gang
Am G
Jag ser dom gå där, gå där. Dom ser ut som jävla blåbär när dom trampar, trampar, skriker och stampar
Am G
sina kängor, kängor, stora feta
(You light up like)
(You light up like)
(You light up like)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
(g- g- g-)
Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline, gasoline
which life
I wanna take so I keep it slow
Driven by the g's I know
Given them a seat my throne
The evenings cold
Deep in the smoke
Spitting freestyles
(What)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (Aye)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (J Bird On The Fucking Beat)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (What)
Verse 1:
C Am G
We’re waiting in the closet with the monsters and the mystery
F C/G F/A G
Our private game of hide
Who that, who that? IG-G-Y
That do that, do that, IG-G-Y
Who that, who that? IG-G-Y
Spell prestidigitation (Blow oh oh oh)
Who that, who that? IG-G
Written by: Jenn Lynn Jody
Capo: 1
G/D-----G/D-----G/D/G
G
Ev’ry little girl like me
D G
Ev’ry day it’s
my gold
I can tell if she's a keeper how she chasing on her goals
Uh huh Yeah uh chasing on her goals
HOOK
I was an O G way before I G
O G way before I
Yeah, it's that G shit, it's that G shit baby and we goin' up
Baby, it's that G shit, and we ain't gonna stop now
Better understand where I'm fuckin'
riesco mai
Ora che non va credo scapperai
Nessuno sicuro, nessuno come te
G'night, G'night, G-G'night
G'night, G'night
G'night, G'night, G-G
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