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m'pat pwoche ou Nan fe ti caprice nou nou manke bay lanmou Le'w damou tout bon vre se pran chans ou net ale Jodia map fi'n fou telman m'anvi'w doudou Ou
Nbghik Bla ma tsa9sini ya makach Li fik tnasini 2× Mazal Nbghik W N3azk ngol nsit ngdb blastk mzal fl galb ghir ngol ana w ana nbki 3lik khyana
t 눈은 영어로 snow 스펠링은 s n o w 눈사람은 영어로 snowman 스펠링은 s n o w m a n 양말은 socks 선물은 gift 눈은 snow 눈사람은 snowman
Delight LL, N.W.c, Tech n' MadChild, none of these are bad files with disses Colors, lenses, and angles, see the world in unity Colors, lenses, and angles,
Bghitek 7alali 7obi lik ntya khayali 7obi liki safi Galbek 7neyen W Dafi Bla bik ma ta7lali Même b3ida w tb9ayli fi bali Ntawel w ngool safi N
Ay, ay, uh, W-P W-P Draco, N W-T-F, is W-T-F Drako Said u shouldnt let me hit it cause I'm evil Send my homeboy through your shit while I'm beating,
Rap, ta muzyka to wieczność. 3. Debiuty, należą do wybranych, Bezcenni artyści, każdemu znani, Gnębieni, za rasę i tekst, Pionierami, "Ice-T, N.W
to handle now What she tell her parents now, she staring in they face She had straight A’s now she going through a phase F’n w a older n$$$ with
Boom! N.W.A Think I'm lying? Black I'm crying, salted tear would turn to crystal Crystals forming on my dishes so I wash them 'til dismissal Wash until
W-E-E-K-E-N-D (Alright) W-E-E-K-E-N-D (Come on now) W-E-E-K-E-N-D (Whoa, come on) W-E-E-K-E-N-D Ohhhhh The weekend, oh that's right I'm working for
pooty tang, but not that runny kind Grew up bad like Cool J see I easily duz it Off that N.W.A. 100 miles n running I was an outkast crumbling erb In
nye enyis) w) nyimpa mu. Tsie! Tsie! Tsie! ahomka ndwom Asaase mba hom ndzi d3w nd3 Tsie! Tsie! Tsie! Emmanuel nye h3n w) h) Enyimnyam nka Nyame w) sor
old Kid who listened to 'Pac, N.W.c, Em, NF, n' Tom, just listen to what sounds good To my ears, keepin' my canals in the clear, vocals still adaptin'
Niggas, killing niggas, two "N's" Chicago drop style in an alley Or an Afghan, Salafis, Jihadist rally U.N. or NGO, fuck it N.W.O. There's those "N
name ain't A A-T-C, a N-W-A I'm Paris, the Asiatic lord of light With the power to fight and write rhymes to stay 'Cause I'm hotter than lava when I
in my abdomen Camouflage fatigues, and daishikis Somewhere in between N.W.A. and P.E. I'm black like Steve Biko Raised in the ghetto by the people Fuck
the streets on beats DJ Quik, Big Fifty Snipe, Criminal Rage, 20-2-Life, N.W.A., Lil' Kim, Rasheed, We, put the streets on beats I be the actual, factual,
when I woke up N.W.A.'s gone and Rage broke up Damn prayers ain't move the units that they should've Rappers on top don't spit like they could've I
Mike, Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike"} [Verse 3: Killer Mike] Knew it was a bad day when I woke up N.W.A.'s gone and Rage broke up Damn prayers ain't move
gangstas (Real niggas) faking like gangstas You guys know who I'm talking to, oh (N.W.A) None of them fuck niggas ever did time But while it's on my
wonderbaar naam Ik heb altijd gedroomd van dit Zei m'n moeder "Mama w' app me één keer dan ben ik daar" En dan schijn ik 'm net een king Ik heb altijd
Nostalgique, j'rôde dans Paris J'reviendrais avec l'or dans l'Caddy Jette dans l'vide, ndor w n'9oul Man9oul 3lach ana Li dali ghir khebali Khelouni brassi,
real niggaz don't save face, they make movements Back to the time when hip-hop was music When N.W.A. got booed at the Apollo Broke "Straight Outta
rhyme (nah nah) They wasn't on that beef shit (uh-uh) And Melle Mel was the first one to talk that street shit But e'ry since N.W.A. came out Cats
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