Lyrics:
that I'm back here
Got a feelin' that it's that clear
So much change, I been feelin' like a cashier
Man, this last year
Was a motherfuckin' trap full
gonna do when it comes to music
It is therapeutic you ain't a Fallen Angle, but you left me By Myself
Man, I miss you bro
Think about you everyday bro
I
Tento album, celý tuto vec
By som chcel venovať ľudom
Ktorých vyjadrenia vidím, vnímam
A snažia sa vsugerovať sami sebe
Mne a všetkým okolo že už
pula
La scarsità è una malattia che non si cura
Man quindi prendo mira e tolgo la sicura
Bang bang voi non siete bravi a fare i live
Sapete solo dare i
sa dám
Možno ti pripadáme ako chlapci v pasci
Neboj iné matky, nemali menej starostí jak ty
Ste super rodičia, su to len moje sračky
Že nepoznám nič
[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this shit by the way nigga
Some real shit right here nigga
This will be the realest shit you
dně temnot
Není to easy, nejsem jak ty, nejsem lec kdo
Chtěli by urvat ze mě kus a pak jít pryč
Neprosím o pomoc a nedlužím ti nic
Nechci bejt jak ty
Dj khaled, we're the best, nigga we're the best man
Whoo we nikka (listen)
Just got a hundred of that brown paper bag money
You niggas really
fanúšikov
To som ja a moje debilné stories
Ktorých je veľa, ale tie najlepšie si asi zoberiem so sebou do hrobu
Alebo až na tretí album
Zatiaľ sa maj
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house
Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
the waist
T.I. ain't in the streets no more, that what they say
Don't even try it when you sayin', boy, you have to be great
You can trust to hit ya in ya
the only one fucking with me
Myself, so put your album right
Back on the shelf
And let real business get dealt
You ladies man like Leon Phelps
I pee on any
for me
First the one
And then came the two and three and four
Five, six, seven, shots from a MAC-11
Platinum producer killed by haters
Tonight
don't understand i'm misunderstood
Give Interscope two more albums
Then I'm done for good
Sold 10 million records, ain't leave the hood
It's a cold world,
to the lyrics
Eminem all that shit
Every Eminem song on the album I know it off by heart boy
Just kept on listening
His flow his diversity everything man
He got
a dead man)
You're officially dead, from now on you are now marked for death
(Marked for death lil nigga!)
I'm a fill you up wit lead, from now on you are
album got that Wu-Tang like Raekwon
This be a brand new year for the G
Even when I'm rockin' like a Black Beetle Paul McCartney
The months gone by are
DONT UNDERSTAND
They
Don’t understand
I am
The man
They thought
I was nothin
But I got the plans
Walk in
The club and
I’m throwing
Some
young, black, fly and cool
Think that's how I got by in school
Man get booked, start buying jewels
Them man get shook, start buying tools
Ah man, you
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