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jeunes, on a acquis des guns
Avant même d'habiter seul, mec, à mon avis c'est cheum
Faire l'amour, ça n'existe plus
L'amour est mort dans un film de cul,

juxtaposing
Show up strapped to your funeral, thats guns n' roses

Empty the Clip

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

a splurge on my kind
Sippin' on a fifth of Rose wine
Yeah, the Flesh-N-, the Flesh-N-muthafuckin' Bone
Gettin' my tipsy on strong, always stay packin' that

the long barrel gun off the shelf
All of my foes get along rather well

Sat out by the water
Pulled my heart out and you left
I was alive, passed the test,

and guns, I keep a gun in my whip

Nigga, me without my gat is like bein' in a blue Benz
In front of a thousand bloods with Mac tens
Or a red rose in front

Elengi by Noiiz April, Mahita, Mitraya & Nova Bam.

Intro (Mitraya)

I’m badly In need Of you Gyal 
Baby come live My Way 
You gotta Keys To Arise

Doing all my dirt by my lonely, nobody's fall guy
Use my Desert Eag to avenge, it got a hawkeye
9/11 on television, we'll watch em all die 
Black roses

Stepping with the headiest aroma
The friendliest of loners but cah dedicate my focus
I cah rest until my bredren resting on a bed of roses
Notice the old

zbawienie
Bo maja teraz prezent ci co wierzyli że jebnie
Jeśli money talks zamknij mordę
Z hukiem biorę ten rock nowe Guns N' Roses
Puszczam to na blok jak

quarter blunt up on the mic
Treat my life like Quarter Four
Leave you D Rose'd on the floor
Fuck you mean by "mi amor", bitch 
Did you taste my porridge?
I

know I got the product
Selling weed ain't Shit but that dope a problem solver
Until you caught up in a jam n your dawgs don't even bother
To hit you up

Had I had a fucking gun
I would shoot your ass and run
I'm already off n'gone
I'm in immigration

Find a reason to relax
Don't you know about sex

PEOPLE HOMELESS
WHEN YOUR RENT LIKE 36, DOLLcRS YES cND WE KNOW IT
WHY THESE BITCHES WcTER OFF, THROWING ROCKS IN THE OCEcN
WHY THESE BITCHES PUSSY STcNK,

d'Aubagne)
Aux States, ils ont Kylie, nous, Maëva Ghennam (Maëva Ghennam)
On n'a pas les Champs Élysées, on marche en bande organisée
Dans la cala, j'ai

shine I'm the one
On the east I'm in tuned see revolution
Celebrate give me Rose's I wont die by the gun
Celebrate give me Rose's been tough on the lung

wanna do, i rap just by the hour 
I got the truth, my n***a i got the power 
Huh 
I've been in it for the win 
What you wanna do, I'm gaining and ya'll

of ammo, Lot of guns and fatigue shit
N*gga this my season AH

Give me my roses while i am here
Don't wait 'til im gone No, No, No
I am a King
I can't relate

saying he my opp
But he'on own a gun fr
Speak on no man
but he'on really got no funds fr
Priorities be fucked up
that's really why they getting killed
Put

leider vernein'n
Ich bin die graue Eminenz
Kauf dir ein Album – Eminems
Du denkst, du hast 'ne Menge Fans
Doch ich würd dich nicht mal anpissen
Wenn du

gdzieś na bankiet w storze
Wchodzę luzem w mojej bluzie z logiem Guns'N'Roses
Stadion nie klub, bo znają "Candy" z Eski
Wąsy jak sum I włosy jak

Sippin the Henny, it’s beige not brown 
I copped a pack, smoke loud by the pound 
We hit the town, and we get it shut down 
Spin the ol’ block while I’m

Press then eject, left with a sket
Audermars Roleys, wet the Patek
This gun is my trophy, excellent skeng
Up close and personal
Spray it like it's

actin hella naughty
“Hamza would you diss t n p”, yeah prolly
“Hamza would you wanna be like me”, not likely
But change the topic
I drop a classic album

In a black sedan for the backup plan
Tell the fire department bring back up, man
Extra trucks with extra hoses
We got extra Guns 'n' extra Roses
Use