Jeah, another Tay da Tight hit 11/5's in the motherfuckin house [x4] Well I started off a hustla indo smokin Weed in my lungs so a nigga kept chokin
[Maine-O] Nigga I'm from the projects Now pack my tech And I demand respect You plan a place and get checked And I'll make your t-shirt wet See I'm that
down on the town Even though all the hatas being around I still clown With the sound that will keep you pumped I'm pushin' nothin' but this 11/5 gangsta
make it I know I'm gonna make it because I'm Tru to the game No fakin' niggas wonderin why they Can't stop dis B.G. Standin 5'11 weighin 153 from the
or Cameros Slim got the coke in a wayside barrel for 22-5 (Got the kees for 11-5) Come to the B.G. I might do it for a even 5 Nigga I ball and people
m gettin' tired of this all day block shit Cock glock with this rock after rock shit Could it be me servin' for twenty, 2-5, 11-5, or the muthafuckin' even 5
ll break it on down Yo click think they an organization, we'll take it on down Uptown in '97, it's the place to be They packin M-11's nigga and 223 Erase
. Er ist, so wie der freudentranen weinende Clown, ein Realist, doch sein Leben ist ein einziger Traum. Nein, er ist kein Schablonenmensch, kein Du-redest-5
your father when it comes to drama I put tha llama to your mama and beat her like a pinata Nigga I been hotta since '97 You been beggin' tha 5th kick
god! (Now say my name.)" But the magic is lost As the palms hoist their burden, (Heave!) The first-born son (Ho!) To the obsidian water. 11.5 Raise your
time Just an imitation of Will's fraud state of mind Caught me by surprise. But then I read between the lines Heard through the grapevine #5 wrote your
exchange, believers cursed lives are his Behold the blessedness For Earth?s cold residence Chapter 4, Paul defends it from the Old Testament Up to this point we saw the need for justification In Chapter 5
mediator who takes and changed our existence (2: 5) Cause we've fallen from the state where He made us naked and sinless The ransom was paid for men were depraved (2: 5
Who hold a, boulder, turn the gun controller Started from a punk now to be a high roller Youngest, reckless, crazy, disaster Mac-11 blaster, and I run
of all these rappin niggas dyin to shine And I'm tired of fiends askin for a dime for nine Hearing this next punch line from me, may sound strange You sit your 5
a lil sum thin like dis I want 12 disc changers 11 filly blunts 10 carot gold 9 sega tapes 8 gold teeth 7 pairs of jeans 6 pints of beer 5 fresh
Tu sarai eternamente sua in questi attimi d'amore che appartengono solamente a voi due. coro: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 13 - 14
pull off them high-heeled shoes All made of Spanish leather. Get behind me on my horse And we'll ride off together, We'll both go off together." 5. Well