Übersetzung: Chick Pack. Chiquitibum.
machen heute Nacht Party zu zweit Bist du bereit Dann nimm dir die Zeit Sag wie es hei?t Fleisch gegen Fleisch Mosh36: Ich pfeife nach Chicks Vom Beifahrersitz
Aint Barring Shit All We Do Is Count Money & Fuck Hoes Bitch Your A Swagga Jacker & Imma Ruger Packer I Bust Shots Atchu Boys Too Send You Home Faster
G-UNit) Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy.. [50 Cent Verse] You cant body the kid, you know how i rock Went from pumpin packs on the block
I touched the Hollywood paper, go and shoot me some flicks Have some supermodel bitches come and suck on my dick My mom turn in her grave if I married a white chick
celly First thing I'm sayin is "Nigga what da deally" Pack a trey pound up under my Pelle Pelle Y'all niggaz want war, clap clap, Oh really? I watch niggaz slang packs
the hell up! [DJ:]Hey, what's your name? [Tajuana:]Tajuana from Brentwood! What I won? [DJ:]Well, you just won that sixty-nine splat pack. [Tajuana
badder than? You thought I came commerce but then I flipped it like a hollow gram. Now I'm on this track with Joe Grind and Hollowman and right now I'm so nice chicks
Ain't The One Bad Men Raised Around Slum Nigga You Don't Want Illegal Alien And I Kill People For Fun Nigga You Don't Want It I Heard You Pack A Big
not know 'bout me I can have another you by tomorrow So don't you ever for a second get to thinkin' You're irreplaceable? So go ahead and get gone Call up that chick
have another u by tomorrow So, don't u ever for a second get to thinkin; u're irreplaceable So, go ahead and get gone call up that chick *&* see if
everyone cheers Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer ....then its back to work A.G.A.I.N. Bar-b-que is cooking Sausages and chicken The patio is
: [Evil Laughs] I'm a Super Villian where the fucks Kick ass? One kick to the chest will give em whiplash Crack a 6-pack, light a bogie up Twist a Bamboo
just a quiet kid Bricks of Uranium I see the haters in faggot knapsacks Keep it real 85, exodus back patch Glenwood reps it Howie with crack packs All
in the early morn Looking run down like those chicks off of Jersey Shore Dog tired, body all hurt and sore Please have mercy lord, pick me off the dirty floor And pick a pack
is dry And the crickets silent There's no music in the night I'd become smoke And hide in your cigarette pack Seven. To be a star Tossing light
streets with shark fin off my arms Doctor Dolittle, lit off the bone My bracelet like I raised it off the farm Home-grown, thick, dirty My family feud dudes who pack
2] The return of the dread I when I get back the entire Empire will start to strike back Well a bare army green full up mi flight pack Some red eye guy
