soul, except what I have won The hands of time are moving on Didn't know its been so long Clocks are ticking time away I'ts sad to see The hands
what I have on [Mat/Henny] The hands of time are movin' on Didn't know it's been so long Clocks are ticking time away It's sad to say The hands of time
except what I have on [Mat/Henny] The hands of time are movin' on Didn't know it's been so long Clocks are ticking time away It's sad to say The hands
lieber kein Stress Mit dieser einen Sache kannst du dich nicht messen Das ist Organisiertes Verbrechen Verse 2: Organisiertes Verbrechen alle Hande
you are about to hear are true [Mr. Ivan] This some true shit. [First Verse-B.G.] Shoulda killed you bitches when we heard that song Tipped it on, talkin' bout 6
: [B.G.] Fuck all that asshole and papers on my mind Trying to come up I need every single dime 5, 9, 6, 51, 09 Look out for me, give me something properly
of drug dealers, and thugs For the junkies got no love It's like this, play pussy you catch a slug Drug though the mud, once it's dead it's done Hand
: D-B-O, Elektroschock, bin kalt wie ne Maschine, ich hab Stahl in meinen Handen, doch bin alt und ohne Liebe, ich brauch Halt und neue Ziele, ich hab
hab ihn etwas mitgebracht, ein bisschen Hafer, ein paar Apfel und ein Zuckerstuck, das ist zum Abschied denn heut Mittag brauch ich Mut und Gluck, ich lad den Colt - 6
nimmt und 6 Euro zahlt fur nen 0,2-Drink Hook: Komm Tanz auf dieser Party Bla Bla Bla ey sauf den Barcardi Komm Tanz mit der Hand in dem Schritt Oh
erledigt, geh diese Wege vergeblich, auch wenn es um regen zu spat ist, du bist und bleibst meine Lady, du bist und bleibst meine Seele, die Augen die Hande
troubles in this life, There?s so many things that we are fighting, yeah, There?s so many people out there trying, yeah? And there?s a little girl only 6
pile up Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bud C'mon man you know where we be You can find me in da club [Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] Before I leave the
tears In the streets how little niggas growin' gray hairs See nine out of ten try to rhyme But I've been spittin' lines Since eighty nine They going hand to hand
DYNAMITES & ENSEMBLE Welcome to the 60's Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, Hey mama Yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah TRACY Hey mama, hey mama, Take my hand
Crabs AMBER With you perfect ammunition. VELMA Let me show you how you Mommy dear took out tha competition. Girls, go down, boys lets ramba! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
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 hands! Close
a hustle Da streetz dont give it we gon get it on da muscle You my son, Lil nigga pay attention Neva be the talker baby always just listen Niggas gon reveal the hand