Lyrics:
Lauren, Bruder, sag mir
Wer trägt noch?
Uncut – das ist die ungeschnittene Version
Scheiß auf Kommunikation du bleibst
Nur ein Hurensohn so viel Testosteron
Boosie Badazz
Real lifestyle, nigga
Uncut and explicit
Straight up
Lord knows
These bitch niggas couldn't live my cold lifestyle
If you
'cause I want it, and I need it"
"I gots to have it, 'cause I want it, and I need it"
Now only I control thee unfold thee
Uncut and uncensored
feelings when I hit the building, bitch I be clowning
Clown wit' it cold as fuck, I'm raw and uncut, I'm dope like a kilo
What do you know? Soon as I said
the rough, yup
An uncut gem stuck in this rough terrain
Packs, heute suchen sie gold-Bills
Ich hab' zu viel gesehen
Und konnt nicht widerstehen
Nein, nein (nein, nеin, nein) (ah)
Zehn Euro Uncut, (?),
uncut and I like it a lot
Uh, You 're my everything
You like the way I rhyme and the way that I sing
my Queen make me feel like a King
like a heavyweight
(Uh)
Two thousand times uncut, we moving swiftly
(Ha) enjoy that, dump the blueprint
It ain't a secret
It's mainly 'bout the discipline and
How your team
shot, niggaz I fear not
This piece of steel with the screen on top
Projects uncut chyna white dope
Leave a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this
uncut chyna white dope
Leave a freeze in a nigga throat
I fight for this like the right to vote
The poison I spit, they'll never be an antecdote
You
No rest no love
Get wild get buck
Un-kept uncut
I persevere like what
No rest no love
Get wild get buck
Un-kept uncut
I'm fly as fuck
Fuck
Escobar
„Hollywood Uncut“, bin ein Action-Star, ja
"Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all"
"Look who creepin', look who crawlin', still ballin'
gonna front bra.
This is Boyd, uncut.
I heard you and your boys, is
On 'roids and your nuts shrunk up.
Well everytime i bolt,
I gotta lug nuts
I used
psalms 82:6 tatted on my arm/
no lucky charms , no magic wand/
how did pushing heroin appear in my Quran/
Nigerian blood, uncut, untouched/
streets
I'm wonderin' if really po-po at my door
This is kill street blues
Onwe nigga died high
Face down in uncut yae
I stuck my finger up in the hole
and uncut, nigga
Uh
Yeah
Get your dope off, nigga, what you waitin' on?
I've been stayin' down for what I want, I deserve it, holmes
Hundred thousand
Psychosen im Kopf nur
Geister und Dämonen wohnen
Ein Jahr wach am Stück ist Standard auf Koke
Denn mich gibt es nicht auf
Clean wie 'ne Uncut-Version
Sie
tryna' lose my breath.
I'm manning up.
And I ain't talking bout' Eli or Peyton
Raw & uncut.
I wasn't made for perpetrating.
Asheville that's city, homie
you?re black, if you?re white
If you?re cut or uncut
Curvin to the right or
Curvin to the left
Hangin to the right or
Swingin to the left
Boys like
notes
Teddy got too much dough for me to ever go broke (word)
I'm callin your bluff, what you ever tote?
I'm raw and uncut like Columbian coke
Now
uncut, no editing
Out the trunk with it, back in traffic yet again
Life a movie, ain't no way to hit rewind
It's all by calculation and design, look
back bitch, better take notes
Teddy got too much dough for me to ever go broke (word)
I'm callin your bluff, what you ever tote?
I'm raw and uncut like
stop playing
(Blocks what's the situation?)
Yes, yes come on
Get that load in then we put the press to it
Get that boy uncut then put some steps to it
and plasted ya brain
never leave home without my- uncut rhymes
all you kids is ass backwards
all you kids is - suspect
baddest man out the bunch-unchained
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