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[Royce Da 5'9":] Classified, you're lookin familiar [Classified:] They call this Hip hop [Royce Da 5'9":] Real recognize real Yea My pradas
working that nine-to-five, I was waitin' homie I was bussin' tables fantasizin' 'bout cakin' homie Letting them slip away, my dreams wasn't waitin' on me
KING PALUTA - SONGS OF THE LEGENDS Prod. by King Paluta | Mixed by Apya INTRO Yehh! Songs of the legends ""Legendary"" I am KING PALUTA. Awch!
by sayin' I don't like this beat But I weather the storm, I'ma lightening streak Uh, Weezy F. Baby, I do it big, weigh me Them crazy freaky bitches
nice and fly And if I make it out right now I'll be right on time But I'll probably show up late on that type a guy So go and rewind the clock five
it all (Let's go Shredded on the track, huh) Od mala jsme v tom jak psi, hodili nás do vody Zmrde, nikdo nedal nic, sociálka a soudy Zmrdi, co tady
isn't an insult and a deed that I could never be insulted by Him, adding a well placed And accredited quotation by Tom Waits in French no less, much
a Harley (oh shit) I'm just tryna to smoke a blunt, no Bacardi Doin' a buck eighty in my new 'Rari (vroom) Roll up, spark up, like I'm Bob Marley Get high
to the back C'mon and bob your head, yeah Three sixty-five days a year Twenty-four a day, yeah No, we don't need no sleep All night we rock that beat So
Bill ain't a sucka Part one tripped y'all out part two is a motherfucker Gimme some bob and I'll start by killing me I'm dead so pass the bob G
gotta have guys working downfield. COMMENTATOR 1: I am still blown away by the breakaway speed of the rookie 83, Valdes Jones. Crosby Allen lines up for
Ladies and gentlemen It's now the time For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's! We're coming, we're coming, we're coming WE'RE
Yelling your the king and you aint even captain Best salute the general, five star interval Eat you like some dinner rolls and Mulit-vita-Minerals Bob Bob
tak tlustá, že se nevejde na guest list žádný párty Vidim hopery se mlátit v kotli, při písničkách vo pohodě, vo tom jak jsme smotli Rapový modly,
to the back C'mon and bob your head, yeah Three sixty-five days a year Twenty-four a day, yeah No, we don't need no sleep All night we rock that beat So
(on some Tom Ford) Don't be sad, we can keep goin', ayy Pull up to the spot, 'bout twenty-five thousand on me (on me) Twenty-five thousand on me
Wake up shower dress up party Mary Jane kissed me i feel like Bob Marley Any other Bob is Emmanuel home video? Tacky I enter my car wetin i carry
homie 6ix to tell him I'ma need his help I'ma be outside in five get the gat under ya belt Then I felt the sweat from my palm on the steering wheel I
I adore exploring the corridors to Mordor Doom and murder spewed through the YouTube converter Still hungry, debtor better cop one of Bob's Burgers
Won't help you get down with the kids Back up to Luton with you, Tom I didn't get the education to escape a proper job When all I ever wanted was to be
it) No-no, no regrets, ah Say hi to the bad guy, say ahhh to the champagne Got a call from my jail niggas, said I'm doing my damn thing (Woo!) They see
When they first heard us We were working at a club in Hollywood Called the Whisky à Go-Go, and the A&R man Uh, producer, Tom Wilson, came in, he
Someone's gotta lose or else a Price is not competitive I may be discredited but you Need some art exhibit's And I'm the only guy upon this Island who is
to lick my tom tom Shout out to my lollipop I'm the baddest hip hop Emi ni number one Emi bad guy. I don't have a conscience Shout out to my niggaz
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