Lyrics:
games
You finna play
Scheduled n****s
For the grim
A dinner date
Pulled up to the gates
Yall gone have to waite
Packing up dope by the crate
D-O
cant find a human I relate to
I cant find a person that don't hate who
I am
I am
I am
S S H V D O W
I cant find the will to love you
S S H V D O W
I
se recuperar
Mais sem escopo
Agora tenho que votar mascara abandonar
Janeiro vem tudo de novo
Eu vou sumir daqui
Classe D é o caralho
Foda no
d.o.v.m.a.n
Grand Town champion, Grenadian
Born and raised to win I’m skilled to kill
Instincts grimey, never scared of them
May God bless all those who wish me
Daron Lauray, aye
D dash L-O-C, ya see
Fuccin' up the industry swiftly
Now baby girl fucc with me
Maybe?
Ladies
Daron Lauray, aye
D dash L-O-C, ya
Não é só daqui
Chega umas Gringa q eu tenho q traduzir
Ouh sh*t
Yeeeh
Big tits
P*ssy pink
Ela gosta do meu big d*ck
Descobrindo o corpo dela eu
C
O que representa esses teus sorrisos,
Em C D
Se o mundo lhe fere e se o tempo não lhe resta.
G D C G C G/B
Então vamos, Então vamos,
G C G/B
Seguir
I-D-M-O-T
I-D-M-O-T
T
Yeah
Hey
Floating, I'm floating
I'm gone, I'm gone
I take a sip of that potion
A hit of that strong
I see the world in slow
eminem busta luda jayz
Ti dre snoop d o double g
Weezy bonethugs jeezy 2pac and b.i.g
Wutan easy e cube run dmc
M o l m i c kharaj men rabat wmasal nyc
Muddy fo fours
I been off and bad go
Rollin dope in an i8 with a bad hoe
I'm the point I. D.o.n.t ever fuckin pass tho
Camp it out mothafuckas
L.O.V.E. not in D's, vocabulary
L.O.V.E. coming from you, means nothing to me
L.O.V.E. never use that word, loosely
L.O.V.E. for the one and only,
to tell me what to D-O, do
There ain't a single thing that I owe you
You must have me confused
Best check your attitude
I'm not afraid of you, you
You
the truth
I never meant for you to cry
Now Im supposed to feel bad cause I don't want be your side?
Cause now I'm moving out to London
L O N D O N
I got
tell me nothing
I'm just me
I'm just me D.O.E
Gotta keep it G like a gram out a kilo
I'm just me
I'm just me D.O.E
Rather die a Micheal
Din
não é o BIG-Z
A, B, C, D, E, o mais triste é que muito mano mal sabe ler
sem incentivo ao esporte ele não tem por onde correr
literalmente,
We get up P.I.S.TO.L.A It gotta scope
D.R.A.C.O if he run up that boy aint got no hope
A.R.F.I.F.T.E.E.N that boy run up he float
Now im up now them
spess
A cascia' quater ball
D'alegrìa
O de malincunìa
N, T, E, N, D, O oh oh
N, I, N, T, E, N, D, O oh oh oh oh oh oh
N, I, N, T, E, N, D, O oh oh
N, I, N, T, E, N, D, O oh oh oh oh oh oh
Bm E A D
que o Rei se encante com vossa beleza!
D7 G A D
Escutai, minha filha,
nigga i got the cheat code
Agenda on watching my back i know how the streets go
You already know i got money I. D.o.n.t believe you
I'm winning but i
Rimo pra céticos/
Que ouvem verdades e ficam paraplégicos/
D' Assis o paramédico/
Na dose certa do remédio/
Hip-hop eu mando por pulsos elétricos/
smoke
I be puffin on the
Marijuana Smoke
Only thing I am smokin
D E D I O S - GLORY
Keep Mary Jane so fresh YA
Inside of planes packed in wit the green
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(Intro)
Yeah, yeah
One,two
It be R,E,H,D,O double G
(Chorus)
por gusto no estoy apurao’ por eso no peleo por el puesto...
V A N D A L O (vándalo vándalo vándalo)
V A N D A L O (vándalo vándalo vándalo)...
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