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A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H I got a gal in Kalamazoo Don't want to boast but I know She's the toast of Kalamazoo (Zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo, zoo) Years
to you every f***ing single night You get yourself into a little sticky icky situation Head back to Texas (outro) So where my girls at? Texas You know
now No one mentions your name You are the envy o f every earnest heart Only your past will remain Yesterday was here and gone What's it gonna be today?
[Chorus:] L is for the liars that have surrounded me I, insecurity, my head down in these streets F my future there isn't one E Eternal hope
M.A.F.I.A. some mark-ass tricks We keep on coming while we running for your jewels Steady gunning, keep on busting at them fools You know the rules Little
Si tu les écoutes y t'f'ront porter leurs cartables Heureusement que j'suis là, que j'te regarde et que j't'aime Lola J'suis qu'un fantôme quand
a f***ed up reason, a bad a** time Then gave up, they don't think the sun still shine Brush it against the wall, forced to do crime Some say they'll die
En mode, Street Lourd En mode, R.O.h.2f En mode, en mode J'suis en mode victoire En mode, j'rappe mieux qu'toi En mode gros son, au même
time for love But don'f forget who you're talkin' to I was all of that above Tell me what you're gonna do When you wake up felling lonely Will you
bl0win up my ph0ne when you ain't h0me lay y0 bed lay y0 ph0ne pocket full 0f green black lac wit tha lapt0p screen yea I g0t it in my ride had 2 g0 2
Like He Wanna Do Me Somethin But He Fakin I Asked Him What It Was With No F**king Hesataion One False Move I'ma Leave You Shaking On The Pavement I Had
premier 45 tours Que la force soit avec moi Le chemin sans détours Le peuple m'entendra, en tout cas je f'rais tout pour J'ai grandi dans mon ghetto
like I'm Lil Weezy f baby And it ain't nuttin' to doubt Lil lady and she be like what the fuck Nigga hoe sayin' [Chorus: Repeat 2X]
Wort, denn das hier ist mehr als Musik, Wir schreiben Geschichte, die Rapelite, sie zieht in den Krieg. F-l-e-r hält sein Wort, mein Homie B-tight
s'abouche à ta bouche pis t'frenche en français Smack! J'jacasse, t'as l'air de penser que j'parle la langue des fat ass F'at'tention c'est que j'vas
I still got pain, I can’t stop the rain F*** that, what about the thriving? But it's hard to be alive When everybody’s just jivin’ All eyes on me
at the realization. With poor libation for ethnic formation Empower this position... more come to listen (Yo F-L-O-E-T-R-Y get it?) Floetry is like a master
at the realization. With poor libation for ethnic formation Empower this position... more come to listen (Yo F-L-O-E-T-R-Y get it?) Floetry is like a master
gotta ride for the team, S.U.C. for L-I-F-E It's bout time I let 'em know who we be, you the Don and now the world gon see Ain't no way that I'm gon
I'm master of the rhythm and tempo You'll never catch up, try to make an attempt though You off to a slow start, me against you That's like an F1 race
ίδια (woo, woo) Πρωτοπόρος της φάσης, Πρωταπριλιά αν σου 'παν πως θα με φτάσεις (uh-huh) Αεροπόρος στο beat, F-16, χρυσό το couple μου, Ωνάσης (bitch)
a l'poil de ta mère Eh, redescends sur terre, salope, détends-toi les nerfs Une clope, une feuille, un bout de terre, ça f'ra amplement l'affaire
no vira (No no no, no no no) La culpa es mía (Jajaja) La culpa es mía Oye Cuba y Puerto Rico hijuepu Lary Over El Wason BB Jaime Lary f over
n'veux pas vous heurter, loin d'là Ça n'veut pas dire qu'j'le f'rai pas J'ai la baraka, la grinta, le 3.5.7. mat calibre gris Tu n'as rien
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