Lyrics:
the liquor to myself
Got a little wealth so I gotta thank the Lord,
Couldn't do it by myself, got some help from Colt Ford
Now we in a Ford, and we travel
said the pistol is the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a might slow
Loads
streets)
But the punx ain't stoppin'
(attack on the back streets)
With a Colt in my hand
I don't understand
Street lights comin' through
Attack
reputation
But for Colt that wasn't enough
To be the fastest horse in a one horse town
He leaves them all in the dust
On the fastest tracks around
He
said the pistol is the devil's right hand
My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a might slow
Loads
ma,am i get drunk and throw the first punch
old colts a ring leader,he ain't yelled at me
been know to raise hell from la to tennessee,
so dont get outta
and her head sways
Burning down the house sounds good
When your '45 spins like a '78
Every malady looks like a nail
A Colt 45 is never the answer
Democracy
Ey cuz
Aa
Låt oss spela in re
Chilla chilla hör man mig
Okay
Livet är för kort (kort)
Han kom med kniv jag kom med Colt (mhm)
Jag vill göra mamma
Hook2x Porno
Royalbunker Rapper Zerschmetterer
Mit Colt und Baretta et cetera!
Für euch unverwechselbar die
Sechzehner Rapperstars!
Rauch nur dein Gras,
arriscando a vida
Carregando a colt, levado pela adrenalina (Ó)
Só rajada de fé, prrá
Faço questão de falar dos ralé
Vou de junto, põe no pé
E de manhã
deine Goldzähne raus
Hah, du guckst meiner Colt in den Lauf
Ich komm' von allen Seiten, so wie Dolby Sound
Drück, drück, dreihundert Sachen
Bullen
Wha, lie, ayy, lie, ayy (Maxo)
High-tech murder feel like a zombie!
Nine Colt Pack-a-Punched a
Nigga catchin' bodies
Shootin' at these opps
They
cube)
Live my life so fast
Ain't telling what I might do (Might do)
He want smoke blow (Blow) , 45 colt (Blah)
It's a ISO (Blah) , AI, Michael (Jordan)
I
tarziu
Acum ca mi-ai aratat
Ce vrei cu adevarat
La colt de strada voi fi
Tu vei fi plecat
Iubite iti scriu ca si cum
Nu s-a intamplat
Ma intreb daca-i
MONDAY MORNIN' COLT
BRENN HILL/RED CLIFFS PRESS MUSIC (BMI)
VERSE 1:
If aces are wild brother she is an ace
She's got wild eyes and freedom painted
and spurred him
In spite of all my aches and pains
An hour in the herd was settled down
The boys were healin' calves just for fun
The dun colt that Kalon had
Neighborhood Colt Breaker
Brenn Hill/Red Cliffs Press Music (BMI)
Verse:
I'm a sucker for a dollar I'm just ten bucks a ride
On any old Indian
the women fine
(Baby baby) i was raised in the country I
Bleed red white and blue
(Red white and blue) yeah
I gotta message from Forgiato Blow
He said, "Colt
does it.
Y'all are chasin' a thoroughbred
Y'all done got lapped I'm miles ahead
Too late to slow down I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford remember my name
rapul asta
Ca un hot mai prost
Ti-o dau din doua unghiuri
Doar ca sa stea toti la colt
Cu cine crezi ca discuti?
Ma iei pe mine la rost
Te zbor din
and ball colt
Shoots as fast as lightin' but it loads a mighty slow
Loads a mighty slow and soon I found out
It can get you into trouble but it
Bruiser!
That's my crew
Bruiser!
But don't forget the brew
Mgds and Colt 45s
But don't forget the Molson Ice
I'm about to drink a Heineken
de säger jag skrivit
Jag är inte som förr jag är en annan nivå
Trött på skiten när ska jag få må
Pistol i väskan det är så jag får gå
"VC B Colt" det
Komm, mach Stress, Rambo, unter meinem Ass: „Lambos“
Immer noch Trap Bando, Pussy on Flex, Blanco
Sie sehen uns nicht kommen, Camo
Meine Colt und
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