Lyrics:
furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can occur to you
My next album
Now, the end is near (Can you believe this shit Guru?)
So I face (I'm from the hood man) the final curtain
(No the real hood the hood, not the rap
kto to T M O i N
Kawałek ten beze mnie by się nie poskładał
A zatem bless it man do syna spadam
Dawno temu było miasto które dało nam nadzieję
Kiedy
hay castigo por su mal vocabulary
Nos vamos pal party pa pa pa pa party
DJ Rafy en la consola dale man tirale tirale!
Nos vamos pa la disco, esta noche
caminando a tu lao
Estoy de ti enviciao
Acaramelao
Estoy al 100
Me siento enamorao
Rumba
Subelo subelo
Mambo
Cano ataca
Yea man
El ruizao
Esto es pa que K
on a tee
DAMN
Fuck being humble
Fuck being humble
A nigga From the jungle
All I know is struggle
Cant stumble
Rumble young man rumble
Not TI but the bul Y
[Secretary]Oh..okay
[Tim Chandler]Ohhh. Let me start by thanking you for a second.
[mc chris]Okay...
[Tim Chandler]The album...I got the preorders in, they look great.
definitely coming if she's coming with me
I'm like a hundred degrees man I'm even hotter than August
See half them girls in your city they probably got on my
Christian?
(No, me ah Muslim)
Me did ah go tell you read yuh Bible
But alright, go read yuh Quran
(Respect DJ)
(By di way me love di album) Mad
(Me
[T.I.]
Hey take a good look at me, now picture me unhappy
No cash and outta fashion, not flashing
Picture me doing bad even if I wasn't rapping
Let's do it
[Intro: Juelz Santana Intro]
Okay (Jazze)
We in the motherfucking building (Dip Set bitch)
I heard my man T.I. is the motherfucking
Tento album, celý
Túto vec
By som chcel venovať ľudom
Ktorých vyjadrenia vidím, vnímam
A snažia sa vsugerovať sami sebe, mne a všetkým okolo že už
the ends
Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my guns
One thing we wouldn't do and that was shot a mans mum
But I wass jammed up at the crack house,
stand by it before we start up a damn riot
If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet
Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)
I
da, da da)
I'll shit on you (I will shit on you)
I'll shit on you (girl, you know, its true)
I'll shit on you (bitch, or man, its true)
I'll shit
what?
Its a cash explosion, it's rainin' dollars
We made it to stardom, the new album
The 50-50 joint ventures
It only gets better & better
Might treat
to an album, you won't want that
I know everything you looking for, girl I got that
Your old man, the guys that you fuckin with, yeah I top that
Blow a bag
with her my light was dimmer
Not a bad thing she calmed me down like MSG dinners
Months pass by, got put in groups, ain't think much of it
Found my leg
Ayo CyHi what the fuck bro?
We've been waiting for your damn album for years man
What the fuck is Kanye doing
How about you get the fuck up
Ayo CyHi what the fuck bro?
We've been waiting for your damn
Album for years man
What the fuck is Kanye doing
How about you get the fuck
Up and get
and yet, man a ti-ti man
Mi nuh inna foul play no, mi will stickie pam
Walk up to her and introduce her to fimmi John
Nuh ring a Rosie no, give Rosie
(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
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
steal 'front him
Like God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan
Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me
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