Lyrics:
pensais que j’étais mort dude, arrête de sniffer du gaz
Ma job c’est d’élever des fillettes et sortir des records
De kicker des idées sur des synths et des
a l'hôtel j'suis dans mon jacuzzi
J'ai le coup de pied et
J'me sens comme Bruce Lee
Tu veux du smoke mais j'ai pas de uzi
J'record des bars sur mon Macintosh
Yo yo
Ustedes saben quiénes son los mejores
Cotto RNG ringuelet Music
Desde Bussa Records
La verdadera mafia argentina
Rompiendo cómo se debe la
And the energy we spreadin' it's effortless
Cause you know I'm better
Than yo' record list the message is that you
Ain't forgettin' this, yeah
The connections are
on the beat
Set the bed up in this booth 'cause I don't ever wanna leave
Send my records to the moon and really care about a G
And I already know about you
record and control the whole crowd
With a trick up the sleeve, Jimmy Whoo on the beat
Got 'em all goin Owen Wilson like (wow)
Building up a universe
a pad in my lap and pen classics
I record'em fast as Flash Gordon
My task attack more than Ratchet transformin'
Eyes bulge, hearts skipping a beat
to hesitate and crisscross
Move straight and emanate my sick thoughts
And I know, I expect too much from you
Record this track just to let
This fuck with you
cine (oh)
O de tus orgasmos, yo tengo un récord Guiness
Como te trato, él no te trata
Te compro Dom Peri y él champaña de la barata
Por eso con él
(Charlie) ; yeah yeah !!!
[Final]
Yohayron
Charlie
Michelito
Diablo woooo
Diablo eeee
( UNIC in the beat )
Kriminal
Perso
eeee diablo eeee
Niño récord
yourself
Never needed any records labels
Never needed anyone to come help
Ordered the Lokethulu Mask and then
About 7 weeks went past
Then it showed up I was
a mother fuckin record deal could of been a pimp
But I'm that nigga puttin fear in ya fuckin ear
So raise the fuck up, when niggas be bumpin that shit
Wanna
NC
La Para Records
Chari La Jefa
La que controla Chimbala de e'te la'o
El Kita
Dj Joker
Jan Carlo "El Blanquito"
Final de la Jornada
Wilton en Santiago
we keep looking, the harder we are to find?
But the record keeps on spinning while the volume's way down
The needle takes its time falling in and out
a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude
She said she saw me in the record
morire gba oh morire gba oh
O shock won bakan oh
Ahn
New generation awon new school
Bad Boy to the world mo fun won ni issue
Ale ti mon record e fa lala
Prince, what it do?
To the legend (Rap-A-Lot Records)
Like I said Texas, what's good Big Texas?
(What's good?) yeah, it's your boy Lil B
Yeah, shout out
Sold mill on theses record I ain't have to get shot
[Pre-Hook x2:]
I'm a hustler never sold drugs
Kill is in my blood I was born to be a thug
[Hook x4:
My background official, I don't back down from issues
I spin back 'round and get you, pull my mask down and clip you
You can go and check my record
record in dripping missed twenty calls from Guinness
When you looking so exquisite you ain't gotta finish your (Ha Ha Ha)
Copped my girl a foreign I ain't
Niggaz in the street don't want to fuck with mine
Devil's be askin' what I did
Tell 'em I make funky ass records, plus I built pyramids
But niggaz in
never slept in a box
He said he hungry so I fed him the ox
My gun is like an independent record label, Heckler and Koch
We never heard of yo clique but
mature, I'm on a record wit Nature
Mind on my paper, nine in my waist
There's no denyin the greatness
Queensbridge, never try to disgrace it
getting stranger by the minute
I'm tripping
Harder and harder by the second
Like a 70s record
I never thought a simple spell
Could unravel the gravitational
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