Übersetzung: Mr. Cheeks. All I Need.
know I'm spittin' heat every time I hit the beat 'Cause I am a monster every day I trick or treat 'Cause you know I'm spittin' heat every time I hit
I'd remember?) I'ma kill you motherfucker! [Eminem] Uhhh-aahh! Temper temper! Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. AK comin' straight outta Compton y'all better
s up, I'm new in town I work for the circus, Shaggy the Clown Anyway, ole girl, I seen you around I guess I'm trying to say that I wanna be down, hey
I sit n' think at how it changed as I got olda' as I think I draw a ninja on my folda', Ugh what I would do if I only had a ninja sword you'd see blood
burner Yes the enzo is stilll black like Sojourner Truth, I mighta just loosened a tooth Spittin? what I did in the booth I?m out, pooof! [Lupe Fiasco
we done stopped and got serious Wantin' to know where I'm from and where I need to be Now that I know comfortable living give me meat Can I get back ya
(Redhead Kingpin)] Aiyyo check it out y'all this is Nas, y'all know what I do to the business (Yeah! Uh!!!) I bring back the business (Nas you my dude
I got enough to feed the needy No need to be greedy I got mad friends that's pretty (Hey!) Chicks by the layers (And) all different flavors (Woo!) Mafioso
their speakers up, they claim I ain't deep enough All that talk and I feed off of, keep it up I'm relaxin, my feet is up I'm leavin you haters, like when
I love gats, if rap was a gun, you wouldn't bust back I come with shit that's all types of shapes and sounds And where I lounge is my stompin grounds
, ooh, this one's a vivrant thing LB, G.I. one fam, oh, my, bounce with me now Big, dawg, hot, I'm talkin', this gone be somethin' now Mr. Cheeks, who, I
] [Mr. Gzus] Let me explain to you, un-hunh, some game is the truth Mainly I speak to the youth I used to hustle drugs with a crew I was young and green
Vuiton I hit it til I could seat on try to get her freak on ask me to R Kelly ya and get pee?d on I said it aint me maam that 8 behind me still got the
outta there I rep for the prisons, I rap for the block All my nine to fivers out there workin' jobs I rep for single parents that don't need they baby
What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember? I'ma kill ya motherfucker Ah ha, temper, temper Mr. Dre? Mr. N.W.A.? Mr. A.K. comin' straight outta Compton y'all
I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you, I want you I want you