Lyrics:
and doze to pros got called
by the po-po, save it for the phone doe
Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal
Took a chill, but I still
On a d'la beuher à vendre
On a d'la coke à vendre
Drive-by avec un rover
Met les mes-ar à l'avant
J'ai atterrit sur Jupiter
J'ai trop fumé, j'ai trop
bridges to bring black men back to their senses
I hit my homies, and hope they'd be willing to share a piece of their story
There's so much glory,
You whiteness my heart has no rhythm
Conviction is liquid, condition to listen
Survival mode kick in, screaming and kicking
Wounds are inflicted, my
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
you'd like to try my way
Follow me and climb the stairs love for sale
Painter man, painter man
Who wanna be a painter man
Painter man, painter man
Who
depuis l’placenta
Balance des métaphores tombées d’l’asteroïde
La chemise craque et là direct tu
Sais qu’il s’passe un by
Aucun respect pour la syntaxe la
sarà importante
Questa notte dimmi si
puoi rispondermi
è la luna che ti vuole qui
guarda un pò più su
nell'immenso blu
uuuuuuuuuuu.....
Vorrei
You know that you're my bestie
You're always by my side
We've been so close forever
You are my ride or die
When you can't find your rhythm
I'll
dłuższą drogę niż z fury do studia
Znasz mnie Chyba nie Jestem G do E
Do D do Z i cały czas idę przed
Siebie PGS prezydent
B O R Reprezent ja wjeżdżam na
wrote the guest list
Out of sight, me and my peeps are getting solar
She walked by, I reached out and said, "Yo, nola"
"That's not my name", I said, "I
my mella yella boy
On the drums, we got Stan the guitar man dropping the rhythm
We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I want the whole posse
In this
. Circle
But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody watch your back
I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo
(I know you
a face (La la la la)
In the window (La la la la)
Don’t hide your face (La la la la)
It’s only love (La la la la)
Are you experienced?
‘Cause I’m really
bi to
Tránh qua 1 bên, chỗ của bé nhi yo yo yo
Santa clause is coming to town ho ho ho
Nghe cho rõ xem là tiếng cười hay là tiếng còi po po po
Ác mộng
us to disconnect
From all intellect and let the rhythm effect
To lose your inhibition follow your intuition
Free your inner soul and
Break away from
Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal
and doze to pros got called
by the po-po, save it for the phone doe
Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal
Took a chill, but I still
on the look out for the po'-po'
Nate D-O-double G (double G)
Don't wanna fuck me (wanna fuck me)
As happy as can be (as can be)
Nate Dogg and 40,
Straight dope game, I was told
I had them hoes stealin clothes for me, boostin and sellin' they body
Nigga that's how it's supposed to be By Nature 'cause
the rhythm it was true religion we came towards
When Sylvia Robinson became a hip hop mogul
Who could've known we'd ever reach the tip top total
Or how one
paint, walk the plank
Fuck the bass smokin' hay
Me, I ain't no joke
And then some more dope then you'd ever know
E-I-L-O, hello
When I'm all by myself
Check if, he found the goal just to lose your soul
At the poll, the country's fucked you gotta cast your vote
And all the protectors do is po-po at us,
your brain
Imagine and keep on wishin' upon a star
Finally realizin' who the fuck we are
When I penetrate, it's been withstandin', faded
Would it be
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