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the crib And ask are you alone Killa [Chorus] We race foreign cars, custom models, drop top mustard Tahoe We like the musketeers, trained by cus
it up, standards, bad bitch, standards Suck dick, all day, love her, ManMan, man Up that dope hoe I got extra dope, by Santana hoe Dropped a lot
stash (why) 'cause the cops act like I'm Lil' Cease Crush on me, keep rollin by Tryna to put the cuffs on my black ass literally [Chorus - Freeway +
Hummers Stackin' them chips and let them Tricks get nothing from us I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know My main homie readin' books by thugs It's like Monster
[CHORUS] Sons of rock, we go by the name of Sons of rock, you go by the name of Sons of rock, we go by the name of Sons of rock, you go by the name
zostawia ślady To co nas różni od całej gromady Nasza ferajna przyrzeka zasady Spoczywaj w pokoju fredo santana Wjeżdżam na scenę z użyciem tarana Rozwalam
Hands on that on that body Baby I'm loving all that motion Swerve on Ducati In Santorini by the ocean Wild like safari shorty get naughty wit
do But only if I do it with you I wanna walk around surrounded by city lights I wanna feel the breeze from a dark azure sky So baby take my hand
cannot on the phone So baby leave me alone Ask me whats my sign Bitch I am a cancer im at the top of the throne Woah Ar rifle scope Santana you so dope
the stain And I shoot everything I don't need no aim I caught him walking by himself Extendos yea they hanging out the window Juelz Santana wear my hat, under
Stick by my side Might just pull up when I drive Make you sing like the mufuckin' oprah Thick bitch by my side named Jenny Left side phone bout' to hit
I might fight the whole team by myself, cause I'm a loner I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks I be in the raq, where it's no love
who knocks Ain't control Sauce it up Sticking by the code is what I stand for Always be on point cause niggas change up Dying for attention They want
Pernoud, Thalassa Tour du bloc, Antofa Anderlecht, Tabisla Vlaamse block, beretta Gipsy King, Santana We be the infamous Wacho que te pasa C'est le rap d'la
Survival of the fittest go to work and handle business I hit licks all by myself (Why?) cause all these niggas snitches I-4 switching lanes
a drive-by on a church Got 30's and ratchets, AR with attachments We kill em we catch em Threw on my dog on em he fetch him He was at home alone he stressin
Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood And roll dice by the elevator, and post up And wait there,
(feat. Chink Santana) Yo yo yo (hustler baby) Oh No (hustler baby) Oh No (hustler baby) Deep in the cut With the chrome on the thrown
Uh, Santana, let's do it Yeah, DipSet Man where ever I go, I hold it down I blow it down, you see me, believe me it's (going down) These hoes
damn mouth Walk down on them broad daylight, it ain't no funny, no drive-by I'm cool on the love and the high-fives You niggas can't keep up with my
I need a drink I can't even think I'm right by the sink I need some harder shit Been on Vince Carter shit Nigga let's start this shit I need a drink
looks tight Go beyond the fit apply this to your life You cannot be the hero and in fear of losing your life Tryna stay focused but i'm blinded by
I just want Jose Luis money Big Vic Money That Titon money all surrounded by the honey's Want Domencio Money Black Jus Money Boy George money you
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
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