Lyrics:
F*uck Love By . Lil Pills . Red Blood
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
gas without causing an accident
Pump my gas, cut my grass, I can't take out the f- trash
Without someone passing through my sub', harassing
I'd count
stick's red
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Your Louie purse and I just think I love your hair
(we're just ah f*ckin, ah f*ckin)
Meet me in
Pre>
Capo at 2 see f see am see f am g
See f am see f am g
Nothing can be further removed, not everybody wants to be soothed ooooh
D see am d g see
MY LIVING HELL By The Art of Satan
intro: F B Bb F B x2
VERSE 1:
F B Bb F B F B Bb F B
Shes a crazy
C F C F C F
We will be judged by how we choose to treat one another
C
Well, I no longer can recall
F C
All the times you made me crawl
(F) G G7
All
on ya back
[Hook x2]
Yo, what it look like
You got crack what it cook like
You gotta track, what's the hook like
F is off the hook, right
We stole
boots like hammers on tims
I'm a mothafucker baby, Weezy F baby
Yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leaving that lady
I can
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
and G-rate on Election Day
We got our ABC's and our F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
F-U-C-K
Multiply your death, divide by sex
Add up the violence and what do you
days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people they'd step back
When a young man walked by
But you know nowadays
It's the old man
He's got
Got a redbone, she look tropic|f*ck me right then she shoppin|Got a redbone, she look tropic|She f*ck me right then she shoppin|Got a redbone, she
(Fafo)
F. A. F. O
F. A. F. O
F. A. F. O
That's the motto I live by
You step to me
You better know it's do or die
Ain't no second chances
No rewind,
I want to burn while the flame is burning
The riff played here by the bass and guitar sounds like
F# f e a e f f# repeated with an extra a sometimes
back
But by hook or by crook I will
Hey! Hey!
Be my toy
Come on have a bet
We live on blood
We are Sparta F.C.
Hey! Hey!
We have to pay for
hear?
(By the time you see him {*BLAM BLAM*})
That means it's real f***in hard to shoot me, you hear?
[girl]
Light Speed, blazin Chronic through
Living by the law is a bloody necessary bore
Everybody, are you gettin' what you're lookin' for
Livin' by the rules is somethin' that you gotta do
Tak Terkejar
By:Indieincar
Intro : B E F# B-F#/A# G#m C#7 C#m F#7
B E F# B
Tahukah kau rahasia
F#/A# G#m
Dering nada pesan
C#m
the shows, who's f***in' with us?
You might as well have a badge, the way you cuff them b****es
I slut them b****es, then back to the door, like f*** them
To turn this muh'f***er up only if it feels right
I'll be late for that, I can't wait for that
I think I was made for that
So I'm comin in when I feel
drunk
And there ain't no E
So F's for for everclear
The teacher missed class today
Slept in a little to late
Had too much fun last night
At least
Expect the unexpected, motherf***er, let's go, come on
Yeah, M-E-F, ha, ha, ha, ha, special guest
(F*** you, f*** you, f*** you, f***)
Ha, ha, ha,
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