can riot loot, not give a hoot, and touch you're sister's cheek, Can't touch me Can't touch me (What in God's name is he doing?) Can't touch me (I believe
Übersetzung: Family Guy Soundtrack. Können mir nichts anhaben.
?) And it don't stop, and it won't quit (I'm gonna buy me a gun) And it don't stop, and it won't quit And it don't stop, and it won't quit (I'm gonna
enemies wanna see me dead I ain't worried, forgive me please give me shelter calm my fears, lifted my head from my hand that'll ball me tears, I see
Eminem] Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know
the wall, Shalenka couldn't aim to touch it These cats have started something that they couldn't finish Now they flee the country Yo, shot guy, God please
that platinum shit Called zonia, tell Tommy blow me up I aint Mariah, bitch I'm the messiah can't no motherfucker show me up UGK a set nigga, throw me
: [Intro: R.O.B.B.] Yo you remember Tony from Capicu? And carribean chicks be like papi chu All you haters out there can't stop me dude I got niggas
gats all sing in unison like a quintet They don't say whodi, son, dun, or youngn You can owe em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey Guy" What up though
caught wit it than without one. Trust me, I?m like that old gangsta named Lucky, niggas know that my hands are dirty but still can?t touch me. In this
nights Of course, we stopped for more pickled weiners now and then The scenery was just so pretty, boy I wish the kids could've seen it But you can't
Of course, we stopped for more pickled wieners now and then The scenery was just so pretty, boy I wish the kids could've seen it But you can't see out
That just about every guy in this prison hates me C'mon, give me the key set me free, set me free You know me, you know me, ha You don't have to be sorry
touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties Me
can finish a biscuit Quicker than quick shit, y'all ain't felt the half Quicker than Eminem can pinch Elton's ass Don't call me, I ain't ready to squash
sing in unison like a quintet They don't say whodi, son, dunn, or young'n You can owe 'em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey guy" Whattup though