Lyrics:
a mountain jack
Goinna try my best to bring my old time lover back.
‘Cause I'm gonna leave you C. C. Rider, I won't be back until fall.
Gonna leave you,
They say Ras you a rider?
I reply, "Well hell yeah, I'm a rider"
I give it up for C. Austin
That's the city north of long beach, south western Compton
and the D.O. to the C. and
Run house and there won't be no disagreeing
'Cause if there is some, you feeling staticy
Then I'm arrested (For what) assault
and the D.O. to the C. and
Run house and there won't be no disagreeing
'Cause if there is some, you feeling staticy
Then I'm arrested (For what) assault
“sesh”, C. Army e Bergonsi, Blow Blow (2X)
Na festa ela vira, gole no Jack
Shot tequila, desobedece
Tá na minha mira, acende 2 Red
Simples de vila, muro de
ridiculous range
I came to slay everything
They lay in the way of me
Chorus:
(Who are you) You know me
See I be who I be
Mr Filthy M. C.
Get down and dirty
I
and the D.O. to the C. and
Run house and there won't be no disagreeing
'Cause if there is some, you feeling staticy
Then I'm arrested (For what) assault
Hi kids. Let’s learn the alphabet this Halloween
A! A, a, a. Addams Family. A a.
B! B, b, b. Bat. B b.
C! C, c, c. Cat. C c.
D! D, d, d. Dracula
direction
Took his unreleased and ran
Called up Kb and confessed
Took the cheat sheets for the answers
He said study for the test
Lf c. my name
stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a muthafuking walk-by
Eazy-E and the D.O. to the C.
And run house and there won't be no disagreeing
'Cause if there is
Yo M. C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M. E.th on da world premiere
From New Jerz straight talk, america's best
Co' Island
the Hill-a
And that punk who tried to dip into the squealer
You get bucked like C. Tucker and Will Bennett
Let me step, over the hump, and represent it
You
Hit it
Its on you
Its on you
M. C. S. A. R.
Right, in the heat of the night
Pump up the party, turn up the light
Back like just
Said she like my flow cuz it's tight like her pants
And I got deep pockets just to hold a lotta cash
All about my business in the stu wit C. Dash
Told'em
Hit it
Its on you
Its on you
M. C. S. A. R.
Right, in the heat of the night
Pump up the party, turn up the light
Back like just
Hit it
Its on you
Its on you
M. C. S. A. R.
Right, in the heat of the night
Pump up the party, turn up the light
Back like just
lorota
West tá no beat
concorrência vai bater na porta
cês n peita nem C.S
quem dira no cara-a-cara
bota 3 colete que da glock vem rajada
corre da minha
five Mike back
Every bar of the wall like I'm Mike Jack
I'm like a physic with these hot lines
What some bars go to C. Stylez.com
Reaching for my leg still ahh you no go reach
Like C. Ro just balling on the pitch
Esa bo dɛntsɛ, charlie shoutouts to T
Shhh wɔn shouty
Bebiaa mefri nu yɛn
over so I had to show I'm so Casanova
And I thought I told you to keep them hands up
Stunting on these cats like T. Pastrana
C. Santana, he's bananas,
I'm hot like tamale
I body a beat like I'm Mr. Miyagi
Karate a hobby
I'm popping like rocky
Taki taki papi want me a mami
Rivan C. to the ladies, Sir
Ciel czur V. c. R !
1500€ la putain d'semaine !
En haute saison la pute sa mère !
En toutes saisons RcF !
Sillonne C'te RcDE Sa Mer !
EN TOUTES
to much for real doe
If I put dis Pelios all down ya throat girl would you nibble
Would you Eat dis D. I. C. K. Wit ya Bestie Fuckin Skittles
Raw Dawg
Bring Back That Old School
(written and produced by Ray C. Robinson, Jr.)
INTRO
Old School, It Was A Day In Time
Just Sit
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