Lyrics:
break my bones but that's what made me (yeah)
And all these bitches scandalous
So much money they can't handle us
While they nickel and dime I stay on my
c nickel for a hand hold, a dime for a hug, a quarter for some kissing a dollar for some love if money is no object you know I'll rise above
compramo'
Tenemo' mucho brillo y de menor gatillo jalo
Si se matricula, saco la. 40 y me tiro a los tre'
Mientra' me toman una papa me fumo un puré ¡eh!
If your name was Chun-Li, we'd be playin Street Fighter
Penny for your thoughts, a nickel for your kiss
A dime if you tell me that you love me
L'uomo del XXI secolo si
Sente spiazzato: la crescente
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Mattoni, lettori dvd, come
Pure scarpe di marca e
a disastrous time
Ugly bitches like you I fucked a fist full
Quit frontin’ bitch you ain’t no dime you’se a nickel
I remember before I had gold round' my neck
malicious, 'membered for meltin' mics be my mission
We milimetre speakers, M&N, back to back rap, relax
You featherweight cats can catch this
P.U.R.E one
as, as...
Are you on? Are you switched on?
Another cup of java.
Get me some nickels, Barney.
Drip, drip, drip.
Give me a cup of coffee.
Drip,
them drowning
Watch them do the crazyman dance
(Crazyman dance) watch them do the crazyman dance
For a nickel or a quarter
For your pleasure
Watch
and regulations
Separate myself from y'all, segregation
Tryin to stop Xzibit and Dre? Humiliation
Pure elevation, got me some inspiration
Two bitches in bubble
it, they hate it, hate it
Pro professional, pure persistent, I'm paper chasing
I hate complaining, I hated waiting, I'll pay for patience
But I hate
thing
We just havin' good times, it's a good sign
When you livin' with the phone down, see the whole town
We was tryna cop a nickel bag (a nickel bag)
ya time
Coco Jones imma let it shine
I'm in my prime
Nickel nickel ten like a dime
It's on your dime and on your dome
Leave ya message at the tone
Like
I've had love enough for any man
But not enough to learn
I wish I had a nickel for
Each bridge I've had to burn.
I've had love that warmed my heart
bullshittin' a buncha niggas back like
Right back home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price
I know a nigga sold his soul for a nickel rock
I know some
to wax you so just call me mop-n-glo
many try to but just cant ride wit
im six feet two twenty-five of pure chocolate
your chances of jackin me are slim G
I'm outside we golden, fresh clothing
Fiends frozen, detects, the blocks moldering
Weight holding since the 90's, my nigga
We get it popping
Coke pure
The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap
Pure euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung from The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams
fait parler d'lui donc la caution, c'est pas Frenetik qui va payer (nan)
L'emblème de l'équipe presse, nickel (nickel)
E.Y.T.I.S, Winkel
Fais belek,
The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap
Pure euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung from The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams
Save all your letters and drop your tomatoes
Hodgy Beats, where he? Looking for a large payroll
Not dimes, nickels, pennies, pesos
I'm tryna stack
ribs are showing
("Lord Finesse" - Cut and scratched)
[Lord Finesse]
It's the divine mastermind, I turn nickels to dimes
The authentic genuine
challenging
In the end I'm gona feel pure Satisfaction
Would you withstand going through
These lesson's
When it comes to music I got midas touch
Interfere in
the pure, cure, sickness for cancer
I’m shining I’m flawless
I come with that boom-pap reminding you all this
Is to free, weed legalize marijuana
92 Dr Dre
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