GT;Testi Canzoni</a> to join the fucking army never did think that his life would be fucked but now he's in the army. Do what you're told, pushups
Army Boy No Watch Me Yooooouuuuu Crank Army Boy No Watch Me Yooooouuuuu Crank Army Boy No Watch Me Yooooouuuuu Crank Army Boy [x2] [Verse 1:] Army Boy
got whole thangs for half a sell F.B.I. tryin to nail, but our click covered up smooth Whatever you do, or how you do, it's all on you Hot Boy, 16, playin
girls Who gon twerk dog keep yo phone on Round eight I'm a call we gon click up Drop it off in these broads draws They only want to see a hot boy Break
: I always knew that you would take yourself far from home as soon as, as far as you could go. By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue
: [DJ Quik] Hey Pac, it's yo boy Hey man so far I've been listening to your album and I ain't heard nothin' you could kick back and smoke a beady
Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame (bust) Comin to a ghetto near you Street fame All out warfare, eye for a eye Bustin on my enemies bad boy
: Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh Whoa oh Stumble in some ambulance so Pre-dawn corpses come to life Armies of the dead survive Armies of the hungry ones Only
dei tre. L'uomo di Bagdad punta il cannone dritto sul cow-boy e c'e una lunga lama che brilla in mano dello zar... e la pistola del cow-boy ha completato
Deimental. Los mas originales Mr. A Senior. F Nelly.. El arma secreta High este es el verdadero quimico de laboratorio There now boy. Este es el army
people stood and stared, they'd seen his face before. Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords. I saw a film today, oh boy. The English army
thousand New millenium marching forward All aboard seek and destroy Any nigga that throw a decoy We them niggas you can't avoid Boy boy don't fuck around
the show Our shirts are clean and pressed And our haircuts are precise We are the Army of the Church We are the Army of the Church We are the Army of
Mack (Puff Daddy in the background) [That's right] Just move it on down And you came to feel the flav [Bad Boy, Bad Boy] Haa! We just vibe to the beat
for the fiend. I get loose, In the booth And I'm at it again. So get ready for the show Baby gather your friends. It's that foul mouth white boy Back
I dare you to go and find a dude more hot Buzzin' CT so big I made New York watch Now everybody be recitin' all my raspy quotes Of the skinny white boy
music shit used to be makin' my day Yeah your dream is ya dream till they take it away Fuck makin' mistakes, I'm makin' a fan Makin' a fuckin' army while
