Übersetzung: Children of the Corn (Killah Cam'ron, Bloodshed). Doin It.
, see the guys get stuck But the chicks I stick [Mase] Nigga (Doin It) Killa (Doin It) Murda (Doin It) Bloodshed (Doin It) NFL (Doin It) Dame Dash BBO (Doin
in his hands, moma Don't you think he's bein rude to the fans, moma Grabbin his nuts, look at him doin it again, moma He's doin it again, moma [VERSE
Fill it up with silicone Everybody must get cloned Doin' time in Babyion Little Boy Blue come blow your horn The crows are in the corn The morning sky
: [Raekwon the Chef] Knahmsayin? You on the corners and shit. Ya know? Just gotta be on something. Hands down shit. YaknowhatImean? Just keepin ya
coming* Aw, shit here it comes creeping through the cracks The nooks the crannys it hit me smack! It's filling up my head - I gotta get it out I got
I put it on tape, you gon' buy it, I put it in a bag you gon' try it, y'all niggaz can't deny it Lot of cats still tryin to study my last bounce Tell
Stand back children, it's the 309 It's the 309, it's the 309 Put me in my box on the 309 A chicken in the pot and turkey in the corn Ain't felt this
Church On some Da Vinci Code, windows low Wind blow, it's windy yo I stick my head out speedin', deep breathin' My eyes closed, I done it Fires of hell
Songz) Hey, hey [Chorus: Trey Songz] Now when my mama done seen me cry (me cry) It's my liiiiife I'll be thuggin 'til the day I die (I die) It's my
for your children, huh! You got to pray for that man in front of the liquor store, huh! You got to pray for that man on the corner! He know he doin
by my alias, it's ? Find me with your bitch my dick out - with a mouth on it Take her round the corner a couple times - put some miles on it! [scream]
it all, my love never expired Down to do it all, I did it, no matter what you desired All I required, was that you keep it real with me And any man that
: [First Verse:] Many muthafuckas didn't make it, Other niggas locced up cuz they couldn't take it, The ghetto got it's claws in my back tryin' to keep
cry I feel a dark cloud coming over me Over me It feels like It feels like I'm knockin on the heaven's door So sing along street children We're knock
now it got them generations facin' deseases That don't kill you they just got problems and complications that get you first Yo, it's getting worse, when children
t missed a beat Do it for the deaf and the blind and those who don't eat meat Do it for all the children of the corn and the unborn Do it for the speedy
missed a beat Do it for the deaf and the blind and those who don't eat meat Do it for all the children of the corn and the unborn Do it for the speedy