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Picture us married you and me k-i-s-s-i-n-g I remember the first time girl you and me f-you-see-k-i-n-g She was the modern ices honey dog she
K, G double K) Si tus amas algo solo déjalo volar Para ver si vuelve o simplemente se va Y si al final te quedas tú a la mitad Eso es porque nunca
Hooligans. Bob Mary ma is forog még,Sírlyában-talán, Trabanntal hogy mehettek át,a büszke bob csapat nyakán?! Hö,na figylej k....g Dög légy Zoole ha
Walk away Don't separate Like a demon Levitate and medicate O.G.K yuh Got me talking hella shit Feelin infinite Finna fuckin spit In the fuckin face
Walk away Don't separate Like a demon Levitate and medicate O.G.K yuh Got me talking hella shit Feeling infinite Finna fuckin spit In the fuckin face
I'm the Notorious K.E.G. Better watch your back when you're on my seas Give you paranoia like I'm in the trees If we fight, get ready, only one of us
a flow yo strong macam baja K. G with my homie masi sans tebar sinerji They are sy lit karna ni penuh energi Ni zona ku penuh ranjau Yo mreka hanya pantau
K-IN-G, careful how you step to me (step to me) when you see me bow to knees We are fuckin' royalty (royalty) K-IN-G, careful how you step to me
от клетки, slave one on the rage shit Так сильно рискую, я словно Tay k G Запинаюсь и падаю, нету поддержки, я снова один, не нужна больше бести Fake
TO NA ATIVIDADE CODEIN NA MOCHILA / 1 K G DE HAXI FICO NO SETOR / FUMANDO A VONTADE DEIXA LOGO UNS PRONTO/ QUE TEM SHOW MAIS TARDE DOPADÃO DE LEAN MEU
The letters of the alphabet go a little something like this A b c d e f g H i j k l m n o p Q r s t u v W x y and z Now I know my ABCs Next time
and the grocer keeps on following me And the woman next door's an undercover for the K.G.B. And the man from the Social Security Keeps on invading my privacy,
(g.brooker / k.reid / c.thompson) When you're out in the dark Nothing to believe in And you can't find a way back home There's a man with a secret
(Следующая ахуенная песня звучит специально для пацанов) Dummy Boy Beats C-Y-G-I-L-I-M Z-U-K-I-I-N-G C-Y-G-I-L-I-M Z-U-K-I-I-N-G Два пацана, две
on the tree K-I-S-S-I-N-G First comes lust, then the shotgun marriage Six months later come a baby in a carriage You know what, y'all? You know what, y'all?
and the boots Don boost to stomp potholes Mr. Job Kicker, ease off, cause I got soul enough To sell it, yo let spell it, B-L-A-C-K T-H-O-U-G-H-T don't play
the fuck to say Pull up, Pull up with a bitch Going bed, gonna fuck today Drinking on the job Getting fired With the fucking K G-Gotta fucking bang Gonna
baar sambhaal li Har baar ki baat hai yeh toh Aaj ki baat ni Yeah! F#*k! G**nd maaro RCR ki Ek baar Lagi jo bhadak Meri jagi jo sanak Phir toh sookhe
zaza Means say you loving the music k))g)n Way you Break it and fuse it Always gotta leave me confuse babe How you dey move it up Up and down Up
K G B Khutin puy, khutin khutin puy Ditya KGB Daleko zasel, neftyanoy kleshch Zaburel, syr'yevoy klop Povsyudu Klany, klony, klouny klanov Vstupay V
Ima a Kingdom hustler Yeshua be the Formula Gotta be informative L-o-e-k-e Staying with my G-O-D Hustle every day of the week Rest on the sabbath day
się wkurzę To nie do wiary! To czary mary! Słyszę w oddali To surrealizm jak Salwador Dali M A G I K tak jak Mulder i Scully Za was jointa spali tym co
тень Вижу, тебе сложно, может хватить потеть Сложно заметить, растворяюсь во тьме Лучше не лезь, если не хочешь потерь G l o c k okay G g g l o c k
your belly button from the inside T-H-E-I-C-E-I-S-B-R-E-A-K-I-N-G And we envy Hollywood stars 200 billion tax dollars to see Mars
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