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man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh? No S-U-C-K-I-N-G (hey) You a mi Q-U-E-E-N So me a your K-I-N-G Di first time buddy go inna her Me wake up to, "Good
man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh? No S-U-C-K-I-N-G (hey) You a mi Q-U-E-E-N So me a your K-I-N-G Di first time buddy go inna her Me wake up to, "Good
De europa pal mundo y del mundo pa' nosotros, QUE BOLA, YEAH that's right hehe, boom. Puesto pal' play, no hay mas na' Rawest Inc. RATATATA BOOM,
Fenixproducction J - c- N JJcN dímelo TY subele Bra Bra Bra Nicheee dímelo Gutty Fénix production inc Estos cabrones solo le saco la metra (prieee)
Quien era el q estaba mal CREDITOS Este es Miguel Ordoñez Mafia Calabi in the house 1998 Con Dj Glass en la pista (Dimelo Gian Beats) La Mana Inc
Yo, from Y.O. to Q.B., they bang this shit Shaolin' boys, they bang them fifths Thug niggas know the code, lock and load Hit 'em in the head, watch
eu me irrite. Nois e quem ? Nois e do pimentas Com Vagos Inc. os cara nao tenta O beat bate e as mina nao aguenta cqui com nos e 8 ou 80. Joga no
explode Yo from Y.O. to Q.B. they bang this shit Shaolin boys they bang them fifths [Chorus] Fuckin' cops ain't paid up nothin' Yo you know we
of Reebok, shout to the whole Reebok staff holdin' me down You know I'm sayin', Q Gaskins, Q, it's "Food & Liquor" time baby! Shout to Matt Inc., Shout
Once again this your boy DJ Ill Will Top Dawg E-N T getting every dolla IN-C Can't knock my man ScHoolboy Q Yo you're gettin' it Jump
linii de punchline Le scuip constant ca dupa Ganja Cypher cronic, mereu ironic Te roade tot ce fac ca atacat de molii Battle cu-Aforic, probabil optic Ce
mereu ironic Te roade tot ce fac ca atacat de molii Battle cu-Aforic, probabil optic Ce scrii e artificial ca Lacul Morii E greu stiu, nu prea-ntelegi
sunt cu Puica pe-un pas S-înc-odată măi băieți Hop ș-așa s-așa Hi haaa Ha ha Hop s-așa s-așa Ha ha Hi haaa Trah trah trah Neneeee abre la ventana A ver
a bullet bill All they see is the color of the bag and it's (green) Niggas say I fell off but they don't have a platform I ain't tryna hear it from nobodies
Got me moving all jekyl n Hyde You don't really wanna see a mans devlish side If you look close look deep in my eyes You'll see something ain't right
How you think ya end up getting left Letter after B Through the optic I see Boy cold but I'm walking with heat Through the pen I speak But I
blue to me As long as your cream is green, that's beautifully Exclusively, it's me and Irv Gotti And Murder I-N-C here to body everybody I don't give
shift I suggest don't let your energy slip I'm a glut for life Rest in peace to Phife Here's a Q-tip Cover tracks or there at your jugular like a crew
your DNA with my penis You ain't nothing but a fake dog, I'm a true dog Fuck it, not makin' love, yo, it's all about the lies You can see from the outer
CRIP - true blue to it bLOOD - Piru to it Gangsta music, is to drug abusin Don't confuse it with C delores Tucker FUCK her, and Bill O'Reilly
to me As long as your cream is green that beautifully Exclusively, its me and Irv Gotti And Murder I-N-C here to body everybody I dont give a fuck if you
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