Lyrics:
Too much riddles, too little
Fiddle meet in the middle, foot on the pedal
Green light, styrofoam got her knees fightin
R.I.P. my baby's dyin
In her
börsen
De vill inte se dig vinna över någon annan där jag från
Skulle aldrig äta med min broski även om jag var down below
Free up dem i en cell och r i p
bars are so H-O-T
Shot a man, call that R.I.P
He ain't A-L-I-V-E
Your flow is so O-L-D
Mobbin 'til I got it (Yuhh)
I'm Mobbin cause I got it (Aye)
Mobbin
to divine intervention
Feel like Pippin bullshit left cataracts on my vision
R.I.P. Earl Simmons, was out here really slipping
Had get a grip on life just
h-i-p-h-o-p, a ty na trąbce
Pompkę z ziomkiem mamy jak przybijacie piątkę
Co z piątkiem? Chyba podzielimy bronxem się
Ale to zazwyczaj jest tak, tak dzień jak
(uh) restauracja misiu, czyli R i P (uh)
Trzy lata temu zjadłem under, dziś mam zgagę
Uh, wiesz, że trochę wkurwiłem się
Uh, wiesz, że trochę spoźniłem
pozdro P-O-E i Prometeusz
To jest ten rap dla meneli i dla koneserów
Dla Henry Kissingerów i
Dla Andrzejów Lepperów
Ten rap dla super złoczyńców i
boyfriend
В ней ща 2 бара, медикамент
Junkies летят прямо наверх
R.I.P тем кого, здесь нет
Че они скажут, давно не волнует
Давно не флипую
Бабки в банк, по
platinum
Yo, blessings all around me cause I found me fuck em
If they doubt me, I am special
And I say it loudly, And proudly R.I.P to Crowley
That was
we gone, we gone, we gone make it
Smoke something bitch, R.I.P to Pimp
When you doing business better get a good glimpse
Eyes are the windows
broh
Love song do MC Marcin
Ou, V-I-P, X-A-M-Ã, O-G
Preciso dizer te amo no style free
Vi, vivi, venci sem me dividir
Preciso dizer que te amo
βγάζω χιλιάρικα τίποτα δεν με νοιάζει
Πόσες φορές γλύτωσα από την φυλακή
Πόσες φορές γλύτωσα από το R.I.P
Πόσες σκύλες έχω πιάσει από το μαλλί
Πόσους
schlafe im Hotel 5 Sterne; V.I.P. auch ohne Bändchen
H-H-H-H-H-H- H.A.F.T
H-H-H-H-H-H- H.A.F.T
H-H-H-H-H-H- H.A.F.T
Haftbefehl ist Macht im Game
Всем кто рано ушёл, R.I.P на тишке
Калаш или Glock ,район или
Стечкин или Зиг (Зауэр) Бандана чулок
Public Enemy Mode target in the Scope
Never gonna be
thing with ease
Flow so sick
Think I might have a disease
Now they standing with they jaw drop envying lil p
Prolly think I work for Nike
The way I always
Nací, por eso perdí,
por tanto fue algo que no escogí,
aprendiendo a vivir en un mundo gris,
donde cada vez más cerca del R.I.P.
Cojo la libreta y
Yo, what's up?
Are you ready?
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh (ooh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Let's go
올라가지 저기 더 높이
날 향한 block들은 shh, S-K-I-P
Be full
a nigga then chop, chop, chop
Yo, online beef, put a nigga in a wok
Line, Kobe, put a nigga in a cross (R.I.P.)
Savior complex, nigga that part
Nigga just
GIRLFRIENDS
WE POSTED UP V.I.P. WHEN MY DUDE WALKS IN
HIM N HIS BOYS PAPERED UP POCKETS SWOLLEN
HE WANNA FK I CAN SEE IT IN HIS EYES
HE BEEN SIPPIN THAT PATRON
wasn't on the block same night that lil Louie got shot
I scream M4L, with klow,swipe, and loaf, muddside
Lj, Krob, Herbie R.I.P ,those still the guys
It'll
Came to see the show
You already know
Let's just go
R.I.P. to my bro, my blood brother, too
Haven't talked to him in years
I'm just coming to say..
Mic持てばjust cool ベイに来れば納得
帆を上げた海賊タイム経過倍速
S.H.I.P ramp don't lighting
声が木霊するまで そして夜が明けるだけ
Dj teech
Ship
Yokohama class
野武士
Rave
The bridge yokohama
Microphone
an mei'm Schwanz
Bisschen wie die Bitches mit den V.I.P.-Bändchen
Ihr seid Internet-Insta-Hoes, ihr liebt die Attention
Guck auf deine Zahlen, ich brauch'
Double X, seven years, I'm anomaly Triple X, R.I.P, that's a tragedy
Shawty raw, I'm a match on her energy Bodyguard, I got hittas on side of me
Drip
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