Übersetzung: Bo Selecta. Hip-Hop (Loud Rocks Remix).
you [T-Rock imitating DJ Paul] T-Rock man, what the fuck man, uh.. Damn man, my little bitty arm and shit [T-Rock] Yea I know why that motherfucker
: We gotta call the doctor I'm as sick as can be Put my finger in the socket Shocked the hell out of me Got me dizzy from the drama That is filling
could win my own, small, battle of the sexes Sgt. Rock is going to help me make the girl mine keep her stood in line Sgt. Rock is going to help me make
how many times I gotta let you know that the Dad got a new way of runnin the show? Just like Shabba Ranks goin, "Bo! Bo! Bo!" Crashin all them doubts
boxt. Mister fuhlst du mich?, Mister ich bin real du bitch, Mister ganz egal wieviel du spittest ich vergluhe nicht! (Chorus: [D-Bo - Bushido] 2x) [D-Bo
her 'ish' she wasn't payin us when you was lickin the lower lip makin' the double fib with your fingers all over it trippin' all over you whenever you rock
Bo Diddley, Bo... here he comes again; here comes Bo Diddley, Bo... Now Bo that you checked me out wanna know what the song's about? basic blues, you can do your thing make it rock
needa stays stranglin I don't need your help If u gon give me the pussy I'll unloosen my belt I'll punch your daddy not Your moms kinda cock Your sister tends court Your aunt supply her rocks
oh) But I'm all right now All right now, baby Twenty years ago we were children of war But we danced to the Bo Diddley beat There were rockers and mods
pay by the freak. We moving east different cites different girls different titties and we pay them by the dozen calling grouping commities We get it busy like BO
repeat after me come on ladies, let's break it down one time ladies When I say Five you'll say rock five rock, five rock [4x] [Chorus]
rockstars Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark bars And me, gunslinger, clips, cock D My fashion on, I'm rocking 'em new Rasheeds I'ma
the Utah Jazz Like Dr. J shorts My work real tight You got that Atlanta Hawks yay It wont get right Catch me on the rebound Like Bo Outlaw Ima Mikey
pop, running from old cops [MF:] The whole shots, cold plots, Babylon's gold pot [DT:] Loan glocks, cold shots, set off like we sold rocks [Main Flow
Ride to the fellow Mister Rogers and hoes Drove a 500 sittin on Lorenzoes He broke out, Little Bo Peep, smoked out Saw, her and her friends sellin sheepskins [Little Bo
they fuck with me When I'm on the run They get the bone Why do they fuck with me Cause I ain't the one? They get the bo-o-o-o-one I busted out through
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