meine Ex kaputt , Wie Britney Spears . Ich bleib ein boeser Junge , Teufel link , Teufel rechts . Du willst mich Ficken ? Komm 1O.OOO Cash . Schei? auf
my cash I'm legendady in the hood so I got the mag And I've never been a fronter so I've got to blast Will I flash... Not... As I'm not playing with you
time for it and they will hateyou deal with the real cake and they on the corner from morning to real late I deal weight and if you bastards dought me
feat. Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Bon Iver] [Bon Iver:] I shoot the lights out Hide til it's bright out Whoa, just another lonely night Are you willing
ess dein Beef Kay One will Sey und Kies guck her ich rap fur die Sexy Teens Hook Explusiv ich bin im Bett ein Biest Ich mocht viel Cash und Kriegs Wo
bastard weinst ich mach obstsalat aus deinem adamsapfel dann bist du hoe am arsch so wie ein fahradsattel oder deines vaters latte denn dein arsch ist schwul und treff die hure cash
in hangin' out the chevy now we blastin' and laughin' Made to hit me smashin' on them bastards Don't be talkin' when they ask you shit got drastic on that bastard
: [Verse 1] Energized and crunk for those who testing my path of destruction Gas will be rubbing haters die from spontaneous combustion Conceive a procedure
. So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth. Then I'm'a have to play, and brake the fuck out. And it will see you slip, after one round with
unfuckable. So keep me in this cage, until you run that mouth. Then I'm'a have to play, and brake the fuck out. And it will see you slip, after one
coach and pick players in Da Bricks, get your shit popped locked and stolen Step back I'm holdin, bitches be rollin Ghetto style, I'ma stay that ripper Tryin to get cash
I shoot the lights out Until it's bright out Oh, just another lonely night Are you willing to sacrifice your life? Bitch, I'm a monster, no-good blood
I play ceelo One track mind serial hustler Cash flow I'll dust ya Quick to break a buster ya snitch bitch? No hustler faster Bentley ballin' bastard
, bang I dropped five guards in the name of the Lord I say Now how many times will I have to slay today? Will I raise my guage? Oh God How will I teach
Just because you wear bags that means you care? You have the right to abuse and treat my people Like they're animals on the street? I'll be damned Your bloods will
the gat and put the pump to work Call your bluff run in your spot with a detective suit Got you cuffed bout to show you what this tech will do You must
reals, the only way that I can chill From here on out it's manslaughter for the masses And classics courtesy of Mr. Mather's You bastards heard of me I get the cash