. Rien A Perdre, Rien A Peter Negro c'est reserve aux pros On investit pas dans la chance Travestit la France d'en haut Pas d'starlettes entourees d
y'all to sink y'all teeth in Don't be mad at me and mine cause y'all still underachievin We out cold in the D, me and my niggaz stay freezin I ain't friendly
you to sleep, like I got these lil' bitches, come over! Hopin you fall for the bait, thinkin you safe Have that ass sweatin like T.D. Jakes I want the
so long, It's impossible, for me to let you go, I'm gonna hold on? Ooh my baby yeah Time and time again, I thought I'd end up by myself, But the love
de mes nerfs optiques J'crois qu'le bonheur c'est d'etre autiste J'ai des pensees morbides, J'ai pas besoin d'un docteur, j'ai besoin d'un exorciste On
E non vogliono il dramma perche gia se lo vivono Dai palazzi come pino, brindo salute A fare le penne davanti alle major e le major mute Sotto il palco
give a fuck, what ya haters think Fam' I did things, my major means At a pretty young age, I did major things I made major cream, I eat major greens
with the trigger! Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Yo, I FUCK yo' ass up! (HUT ONE, HUT TWO, HUT THREE, HUT!) S.O.A.D., live and uncut
Pooh, King Tee, Mix Master Spade) (Rock) (steady) (Rock) (steady) [King Tee] Now stop, listen, don't go no farther My name is King Tee, I'd like to
It'd be a while for you see me, G Next flow is PPV on MP3 Genuinely bare it all like MGD But now it all seems closer like it's in 3D Welcome to the future
y'all later! [yeah!] This good weed man, my blunts not flavoured My whole gang Gucci frame, Chuck Taylor We ball hard like the majors Probably 'cause we major
You and me You know we're never going to die Right or wrong It still won't mend a broken heart And I don't mind The colors in your hair You don't see
One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that
air Why must God punish me? And the music was like wind in your hair The moonlight caressed your silhouette Kiss of ocean mist is in the air Why must
good money ones in my fan we get money She pop that thang she get that That money's fallin like rain I'm VIP that's champaigne I'm K I D do my thang
raised up with Five minutes to spare, her man unaware, I saw him in traffic Beeped the horn and threw a deuce in the air, yeah, I'm a playa But I feel
gettin' hella mail from jail, niggas tellin' me to kill it When they get out I'll bring them 'round some bitches Shinobi, how I kick it, "American Ninja" major
my book of rhyme pages Scripts be ageless, like scrolls from dead sea The cadence off and on like the motion of Tai Chi Ba-ha-ma-D, wor-dy, to Reflect
