A.G.D. that's not a trick [Pre-chorus/First chorus:] Artistics great destruction that what the A.G.D. does stand for real Alcoholic game dead that what the A.G.D
It is a cool rainy in fall and you feel a cold breeze Of wind around, there is no one out at this time, it's perfect for the
Übersetzung: Attentäter. AGD.
, a bloodbath high Kill or be killed, machine gun ricochet Assassinate the president of the United States Assassinate the president of the United States Don't listen to the brainwashing of our times Counter attack with a
drop me Severely addicted to livin like a fuckin felon while beefin with rookie cops the cookie rocks a nigga sellin Since a short I been livin life
a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a
since we posse'd up We might as well go get the brews I bust a u-turn on the Clair So we can rush the store We need a case, or maybe two Or maybe three
: [Krayzie (Talking)] Yeah, got my niggas from St. Clair up in this muthafucka, nigga P.O.D.'d, my nigga, Sin Fin to put this shit down like this, nigga
a des miles du rap francais, d'un glock j'ai la demarche Da passe ou ca casse ou je brasse ou je trepasse Beaucoup de brelic y'a, du 9.2 au 20 moins
Limousine Les tetes d'affiches, c'est pas c'qui manque, mon groupe assassine Si y'a probleme, on sort les (...) au fond planques, mon groupe a ca aussi. BRAMS Mon groupe assassine tahr a
the late night hype, is when I dip Boo-yaa is the sound from a lonely clip Can't feel me, if I was crack you'd try to steal me Heard you, and your little
bottom Holdin it wit a smile to throw it into the crowd Kaplow, its bigger than George Bush and Osama Or if we ready for a black president named Obama
con le bombe a mano e viene Giu il Soffitto!" G.u.e dritto da MI sta Weed mi manda sopra i tetti come Assassin Creed Molari d'oro masticano calamari
a fuck if Mr. Nitty bein hoe Don't risk your neck from the brother on the boulevard G-r-a-v-e-y-a-r-d bitch it's the graveyard Stop into the graveyard
To have a voice in the back of my head Like a face that I hold inside A face that awakes when I close my eyes A face watches every time I lie A face
