Lyrics:
con, passe la balle à Robben
Refré j'galère, j'ai des coups d'blues
J'ai besoin d'personne remballez les coups d'pouce
J'les découpe tous, j
Stupid bitch
You broke my heart 'N now I am blue
So fuck you
Tonight, you mildew
Looky what I spy, I spy with my eye
A big fat dyke
If that's what
the mirror
Layin' off Percs so I start thinkin' clearer
I grab my 7.62 then I started to gear up
Dyke man ass bitch
You scared for your life
He started
j'disais que jamais je r'commencerais
J'me d'mande si j'm'en tirais si je r'commençais
Ok, là j'divague, j'suis drunk by myself
What goes around comes around
to delay me
D in the back like a saftey
They try to erase me
But they could not take me
Been took my cousin
So niggas still bussin'
And I'm never runnin'
J
blue noses ou des cinq cents
Who knows pourquoi j'étais broke toute ma vingtaine
J'me suis débarrassé des foes et des fake friends
Tous les autres j
fraudulent, I can tell a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got tipped
And out is how I'm lookin', I'm lookin' out for my people
I'm fly like I'm
of me
Got a plug for the eighth on the low
Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate
But they know
All we see is blue faces at shows
That shorty is replacing
a lick inside the spanish guitar
Ash ya cigar out the window
The routine of new kings
Enlightenment tips and hit's of blue dream
I'm reading scripts from
past this light, just past Van Dyke
Better hit that map right, read them directions, oh yeah
You can't read and you can't write, told me that last night
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
A Dedication
Gangta Gizzilz
I got Doja, Narcotics, and Actavis, that's DNA
Got a dyke ho, nympho, and your bitch layin' next to me and bae
Eazy like NWA,
my Vans on
Looking at your lady, as you walk on by
Lookin hella tasty, as she’s waving hi
Head on to my table, cop a couple bottles
Felling hella
Tussen stasies
Lê die leë spasies van die onskuld nou verlore
Bly by my vanaand
Die ure sonder jou is ‘n barre woestyn
O bly by my vanaand
En troos my net
anybody make real shit anymore?
Bow in the presence of greatness
'Cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I
anybody make real shit anymore?
Bow in the presence of greatness
'Cause right now thou hast forsaken us
You should be honored by my lateness
That I
They'd open the door to hear Madame whine.
Madame: I'm so blue-hoo-hoo,
Blue-hoo-hoo
Blue-hoo-hoo hoo!
I'm so blue I don't know what to do!
Bob
The first nigga that I saw, hit him in the jaw
Ren started stompin' him, and so did E
By that time got rushed by security
Out the door, but we don't quit
rock
Let's rock it now lads
Paul:
I'm so blue-oo-oo,
Blue-oo-oo
Blue-oo-oo oo!
I'm so blue I don't know what to do!
I'm so blue-oo-oo,
Blue
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
that I don't like
Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw
Ren started stompin' em, and so did E
By that
that I don't like
Walked over to em, and said, "Whassup?"
The first nigga that I saw, hit em in the jaw
Ren started stompin' em, and so did E
By that
together
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
My whip is smooth, inside is sweet
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
Pb&J
She moving like Jelly say get in my belly
I eat it, I eat
down, pill down, give me another
I said green pill, blue pill, one pill, two pill
Oh, so many pills, oh my god
That Dyke musta spiked my sprite with
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