can empty clips How you comin down South? Tryna check me You aint gotta like me But you gon respect me [Verse 1:] Hoe, muthafuck a Fox Whack bitch I
mit diesem Mittelfinger wieder zuruck, Ich werd mich rachen geht am besten in Deckung, ihr habt es nicht anders verdient und ihr kriegt alles wieder zuruck Vers 3
drop and lock it Front way back way position and pop it Dunkirk gun turf buss a glock and lock it Rasta who betta than badman cocky [Verse 3: Beenie
by Gucci, cordoroy chucks, cordoroy cap Presidential smoking the strawberry wrap So chilly my reaction to my presence, like Burrr Minks, lambskins, gorillas, the fox
sogar Spiderman muss neidisch sein Wir gehen die Wande hoch Und du siehst Kleiner Diese beiden Streetfighter ziehen sich nach oben wie Freeclimber [Part 3
: Holland is ruled by midgets The Pope owns CBS The subway cars have been equipped with bars And they're cloning Rudolph Hess Samantha Fox has gone
in der Hand, steht er vor dem Spiegel. Die Haare liegen voll im Trend, sind stachlig wie ein Igel. So post er zu Dan Harrow, und zu Samantha Fox (Touch
and the god of the hood) You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Busta bust bitches) I'm so hood [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] See all i know
the cards But I won't back down, oh no I won't back down, oh no (Verse 2) Girl shake that ass like a donkey with parkinsons Make like Michael J Fox
Rappers are land fill, drop the anvil These are shoes that you can't fill Shit the day that happens the world'll stop spinning And Michael J. Fox'll come
alive you would never get by All you do is cry bitch keep it real life is more than imitating niggas and eating pills And what kind of mothafucker ruins 3
baby I'mma put the bitch down, cause the boy got rabies All my pups is crazy, cause off the leash They can eat, stand a match for 3 hours at least And
school again. I stole you a porch because your mom is a fox, Im sellin foot wear in-soules and Im runnin 3 shops! Horrifide jelly-worms with electric
[Chorus x2] [Verse 3: J.R. Writer] u lookin at the get it getters, bigger figures hitters niggas im just a pimp gave the fox (make u city slickers)
wie Engelsflugel; komm in den Club um 3 Uhr nachts, du siehst den Gangsterboss, umgeben von Cockbitches, in engen Tops, wie Megan Fox; ich bin V.I.P. (
you watchin' Fox keeps feeding us toxins Stop sleeping Start thinking Outside of the box and Unplug from The Matrix doctrine But watch what you say Fox 5 is watchin' [Verse 3
one two Some dreams stay dreams some dreams come true) (still dreamin') Some people really Some people really Some people really are [Verse 3:
Sergio Tachinni flippin mad pies low price, I blow dice and throw em Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan My niggaz roll in ten M3
