Lyrics:
tell me whatcha wanna do wit' it
Capone's plan, passport to foreign land
Overseas in Japan, politicking with Chan
Yo, N-E-P T-U-N-E-S the way they lace
is, and if you don't know, that's it.)
(Then that's it then.)
I'll be making you my lady
S-E-X got me going crazy
Anything that you want me
Say some check one-twos, and some yes yes y'alls
I'm the man of the hour, too sweet to be sour
(So what you sayin E?) I got "Soul power!"
So dig it,
te fa problema
La rivoluzione ha purtato e ceppo re vera
Contro na riproduzione sbagliata do
Rap a pecora
Capone O'Luwong, Clemente e Dope One
Quando
would we just think about it?
If you want it then I got it (you know what it is, baby)
We can be body to body (Mr. Hood)
Body to body
I don't mean
Boy I'm styled by corruption
The money, hoe loving
It's all got me bunking
Folks say I'm nothing
I rep for the nothing
Hand signs on news
That boy
[Cap.One]
Yo, now eva since I got a record deal
Niggaz and bitches been in my crib
Tryin to kick it wit a nigga jho
But I been peepin da game
bling
Dem be Mr bling sing
Dem be Mr bling (Na who give you)
Well me sey
Your one bling
Your two bling
Your three bling
Your four bling
Your five bling
phone
Have you got no soul?
Oh my God
I hope you know the devil's coming your way
(Mr. Montgomery)
Oh like a bullet in the back I'm afraid
(Mr
the street respect
Got my infared beam on your turtleneck, boy
[Chorus]
One two, one two, stomp the shit out of you
Tres cuatro, it's suicide fucking with
the street respect
Got my infared beam on your turtleneck, boy
[Chorus]
One two, one two, stomp the shit out of you
Tres cuatro, it's suicide fucking with
too big
For just one person
So I'm by myself at night
Wishing you we're by my side
You can call me
You can call me
You can call me
Mrs Lonely
You can
more, you know she a fiend
Mopping them up like I'm Mr. Clean
Nightmare, I'm all in your dreams
Popping the seals, pop a codeine
Popping the seals, yeah
pack for free
Told em' playas ain't played with
So bitch don't play with me
Protected by this N-I-N-E Glock
Feel like shawty pimp
This one for them
Rimo desse jeito desde one nine nine six
Não sei quem é Al Pacino, não sei quem é Al Capone
Então passa a batida que é tudo no meu nome
To mais sem
Bitch, I ain't a clone
I like to be by myself on my own
I'm in my zone, I'm on my lone
You niggas be soundin' the same every song
Allat dickridin you still
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
to me, he said "Johnny, ain't got no place to stay"
I said, "Yes, man, come to my house"
I get you a place to stay and a bed to sleep in
That I couldn't
[Mac Dre Talking]
Where am I?
I smell fire.
Who got that fire? Fire.
I don't smoke that brown. Al Capone.
I don't like that shit.
I don't
Biggie's Talking intro
Repeat 6x
Mafioso
Little Ceas:
How you figure that your team can affect my cream
Gold and platinum. Black since I stepped
the pg
Mr calvin broadus could you please
Come and see me but I ain't tripping
I'm just dogg pound cripping
Talking big shit and in a bulletproof dipping
Hey, grandma
Yeah, I'm still out makin' my Uber runs
I'll be home soon
I just got one more pick up, kinda close to 8 Mile
Okay, okay, love you
No disrespect but Queens got this shit locked D
Yo New York get the bloody money, kid watch me
You know my tempo, I can do it fast or slow
Eat some
never thought we'd get here but its feeling overdue
And I promise you I'll make it by the way this sounding
Yeah
Man the way I'm blowing up I swear I
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