Lyrics:
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
Chillest Illest
Yo, Tech N9ne! Ome, let's go!
[Chorus]
I'm doin' it!
I can do anything go shop
Buy fly high no lookin' back
I'm doin' it!
Take
loans
7ième Ciel fait d'l’ombre, pas d'beef avec ces clones
J’t’adresse même pas la parole, get Steve on the phone (allo)
Né dans la classe moyenne
la rue, Hein?
La flamme dans mes yeux
Puisse-t-elle ne jamais s'éteindre
C'est visuel, j'suis pas un poète
J'suis un peintre j'ai vendu la mort
C'est
Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle
Aha uha.
No doubt
Check it now
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn
Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle
Aha uha
No doubt
Check it now
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha
In today's music news, the ever controversial Tupac Shakur has
Just released another album under the alias Makaveli
Music insiders are running wild
Jerz!
The girl like, Strong Isle (oh they wild)
The girl like, Connecticut
Yo they get them, they need to get more shout-outs up there, word up
"To
mu na me'n do wo kakraa wo si daabi
Uhh Fa wo hu na me na wo ntwa mfoni di selfie
Oh yeah the way yo do way you do me way you do me yeh
Ne'a wo ye me
for Chino
Hills to the Pac
To the valleys of Encino
Lyrics by the Doctor
You're invited, take a seat yo
Visualize the audio
Its album number cinco
Slot
Was caught
Got dropped two
Playing hopscotch
On the block
Ought not twat plot
Yo for hops knot I brought dots
This ring
Helped me remain sane
No
the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think
the trap protect yo neck
I shine, straight up outta Chattanooga yes
I shine, represent yo represent yo set
Been shining hard since way back
20 albums I made
You're tuned in to Buck Naked and Kyle on Cosmos Radio (ayy-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo)
Ayo-yo, ayo
Bring it back to the basement
Freddy Kruger shit
about to do something new
And we about to
Check it, say what, say what
CHORUS:
[Biggie]
Hey yo, what's the 411, hun
(What's the 411, hun)
I know you got
'ne Cohiba
Oh mein Gott, alle sind down
Die Hütte brennt ab, Gasolina
Hypnotize Mafia im Haus
Und ich zünde 'ne Cohiba
Oh mein Gott, alle sind down
skin off love to peel it
Aye
This ain't a game
Pussy you can talk yo talk but I'm gon separate yo face
Graced
By the opposite of light
I love when they
tell?
Whole team turning 30 like that album by Adele
Its 90Sitcom like fresh prince or saved by the bell
Them streams don't count if you just playing em
moving on and be so bold
Just keep the past by yo side
Cuz eventually
You’ll reach all yo goals
Mango The Villain
We on a mission
We gotta vision
Of making
die Charts heute, Falten von Hasskicks (Apocalyptic)
Millionen durch Rap, doch können nicht mal Chorusse texten
Ich brauchte nie 'ne Hookbitch, um
in yo head, is my electricution
But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped
And fuck +The Law+, 'cause I'm bustin my gat
And I'm wanted by y'all,
letting my cadence go rampant
Rampant
Yeah, look bruh, every bristle from my brush is made out of goat hair
Every album, every song, every legend, plucked
(Yo).
Va para mi solo va para mi
va para mi solo va para mi
para saber quien esta aquí
va para mi va para Q-by (Ya)
va para mi solo va para mi
va para
(tell 'em girl)
Hey yo, my rolls be Liberace
And my bedroom is off the hook all day, designed by Versace
Y'all just watch me, this is how I blow up
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