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jeden myśliwy i zaczął nadawać jak uciekała jedzona teraz antylopa
Ale ekipa na pełnej spince w końcu pod wieczór ją dorwała

Bum bum bum nasuwał bęben na

She wanna kick it like kung-fu
Told her to come through
Roll up a blunt too
Call me when she get disgruntled
Her man be tripping she say he a bum too

kronik
Damn

Czujesz bezsilność i masz w głowiе zamęt
Twoje łzy kapią, jak deszcz o parapet
Na straty spisana i bez szans
Jeśli upadłaś, to po to, by wstać

bum broke niggas you can fall by the waste side
Shady ass bitches you can fall by the waste side
Unloyal ass hoes by the wasteside
Haa look Hatin on me

Till Death Comes

Cypress Hill

Till Death Do Us Part

2004

you cand do to me nigga
Who the fuck are you
Your face is really new to me nigga
You want to run with the dog
Try paying your dues homes
Bum nigga

around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by my doubts
When I walk around
My mind has no bound
Half moon in the clouds
All doomed by

trust no clowns
I can not do no fakes, so bums is not Allowed
We screaming fuck the ops, Late Night on overtime
We baggin dolla signs, bill counters Go

that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these fuckin' bums out my face (aight?)
Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut

All My Life

Flo Rida

Mail on Sunday [Clean]

2008

liquor store got robbed
Yellow tape was the moon every night on the block
Surrounded by the stars, them dirty cars
Dreadlocks in the grill try

A Shot Gown
O my God
My brain is on a lockdown
Oh no oh no

Roll it, 
Bring your body down then Roll it
Roll me one round Molly
Shake your Bigger bum then

flows
Gather 'round as the god flows
Uh
From the depths I rose to get checks, might flow til the hole blows gold for me
A note wrote by me reads "woe is

God)

I'm by myself, I'on need yo' help, I'on give no fuck, yeah (Don't give no fuck, yeah)
I put like three Gs in my wood, I'm tryna get fucked up
Hop

need
No love, no love, no love in the streets
Yeah, shawty was the real MVP
I was chilling on the beach by myself, yeee
I was chilling by myself

My God is very real he's the Creator the devil's a made creature
Cursed by the Maker he be the burnt cat in the land of acres
With hater's

started to want to change
I can't hear you
I let the seraphim slip away (bum bum bum)
Take me to the Frey
Take me to the grey to the spirit
Take me to frey

Wake up everyday same old thing
Man this sucks things have gotta change
Like the beer by side like the bum in the street
Don't you know thing have

Only me B
That you need me 
Girl always talking crazy calling that you need me 
Then when I slide by act like you ain't seen me
Acting like a CD

millys i cant be no bum
Dont wanna look stupid in front of you got shot by cupid
Always dreaming about you them shits is lucid

laughin' at me
And snappin' at me with your shirt, bastard
And I still have to get you back for that shit
And by the way, them Playboy rings my mother

do

Down in the station, down in the grocery store
Making it happen working it door to door
Taking 'em one by one
Keeping on 'til it's done, oh

Name Callin'

Queen Latifah

Set It Off [Original Soundtrack]

1996

is be mad at me
Bitch, don't threaten me
Niggas don't know I'm nice with these
You pay the price with these
Come by this pisces, your life cease

and me..."

My brother's got piles
He never ever smiles
You'd be glum
If you had his bum
My brother's got piles

We warned him, we told him
We said don't sit

kecy, pičo, mal by si už zabrať (Woah, woah)
Počúvam, aký si ty čávo, že si najviac (Yeah, yeah)
Škoda, že to hovoríš ty o sebe najviac (Woah, woah)
Šukám

Mon ami with your miss Issa me holiday
Wanna shake bum bum on me everyday
Wanna rum pum pum pum on me in every way
Wanna live life full like it