Lyrics:
der Wanne sitz
Mag Knollen klebrig, wenn sie Premium nicht Stange sind
(und nicht Stange)
Krieger sind wir, wenn wir schweigen
Weil ein Wort hier eh
morgen
Das liegt daran das du einfach nicht cool bist
Ja ihr Body ist der voll mit tats'
Yeah Whouw
Sie denkt ich mag sie doch ich find sie Bad,
Whouw
Ja
this bitch with me play tuff and go out sad
Whole touch in this bitch with me play tuff and catch a mag
Slay K don't play dat shit I tell ‘em don't
a 40 What ? What type of mag that was A 30
I caught a hat for the G's, they love me
One of my bros don't care, he gone spit that G shit right here I'm
Ich bin ein Spieler und ich zocke gern
Ich dreh' die Boxen auf, ich mag den Lärm
Ich rauch' Zigarre und ich ärger'
Unsre Nachbarn mit dem Rauch
Ich
kailangan mong lumisan at mag ibang bayan
Kaya't sa akin ikaw ay nagpaalam
At 'di ko alam kung babalik ka
Kaya't para kong halaman na biglang nalanta
Na
Jij bent een rups
Een worm
Een vlinder zonder vorm
En je kan vast niet eens vliegen
Kijk mij eens vliegen
Excuseer mag ik eens door meneer
Dan zal ik
Weil Shaun das Schaf gemeine Schweine gar nicht mag
Na eins ist klar, er ist unser Star
Er ist tipptop in seinem Kopf
So nett bekloppt und wunderbar
poke out and I cannot hide it
Got a banger on me now for the violence
And the weed different colors like a pack of Skittles
Thirteen in this mag you
five free mags and sent me on my way
So that's what I'm doing here, basically, selling The Big Issue
I am George Burns
I'm NFA and finding it hard
the matrix
Yeah I'm the one, putting names to the faces
A product my placement, your shit is too basic
I'm all in your basement, mags on the floor
Magazine
track
I hugged her with a gas scent she be crushin
Misfit for the big drip it ain't nothing
Air mags and they all black can't scuff em
The snakes out
outerspace like a fucking martian
Nine Mill with the drum mag and the Smith & Wesson got the dark skin
Green beam on the Target now theres blood stains
di na ata inabutan kasi ng mga bagets
kasi ngayon spotify na kaya andali mag next
kami inaantay pa namin dati ikot ng casette
Lam niyo na siguro
lit
of me summertime gonna get ugly the most high keep me
company give them hell nigga if they come for me ima always live comfrontably with a mag on
me
Studio und schieb' meinen Film
Doch auf meine Fam zähl' ich jeden Tag
Kenne tausend Menschen, die ich wenig mag
Im engen Kreis da sind wir nicht viele
Bitch I'm all about my doe ayye
I betcha I get the bag
Betcha a nigga play with me I rip the mag
I ain't taking shit back I ripped the tag
Ion chase cat
section, where the opps?
I'm tryna leave, a sucka dropped
Red light, we don't stop
Scream fuck 12, scream fuck the cops
We got, AK's witta drum mag, and no
loaded mag with new glock
Hit that blunt with ma homies er’day on the block
If my opps tryna blow to hell me, lemme shot
Headshot, dead splash with a lotta
aluminium shells’
Breezy got the magnum, magnetic mag repels
Pyrex bowl, turn on the stove, what’s that smell’
Go get a bag, then you can do your hair n
not capping
I’m fitted
My dripp is religious
We Straight to moon we smoking expensive
You straight to the tombs
These mags get extended
Loud
that bitch and start takin' hoes
Bad right? cause we movin' O's
My money stretch like fitness clothes
We high as fuck cause we blowin dro
Got mags like
a Mag Iii
(Ca)
Ouro Branco
No pulso me deixa Feliz
Esse ICE. que brilha me deixa Feliz
Ela nua de 4
Me deixa Feliz
mag-aartista
wag ibenta ang sarili sa satanista
mas mabuting maghukay gamit kamay sa minahan
kesa palitan mo ang sarili mo sa kasikatan
at libangan lang parati
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