long My belly's aching now to say You're just a fuck I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck I'm taking pride In telling you to fuck off and die
Übersetzung: Green Day. Fod (Fuck Off And Die).
Übersetzung: Green Day. Fuck Off And Die.
My belly's aching now to say to say... You're just... a fuck,I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck. I'm take...in pride in telling you to fuck off and
: Verse One: Turk In the Lex we gettin blunted Fuckin hoes and countin money Niggas bout anything head bustin and rap hustlin Niggas that seventeen
respected, or ya neck come off Cause Uptown, there's no hesitation to set it off Load it up, release safety, and bust Retaliation is a must, I don't give a fuck
what they all say fool. You institutionalized, and this is your home... Guess who's back, and ready to knock off a cop or two Cause me and the crew could
Must see my enemies defeated i'm cashin' while they coughed up and weeded open fire now them niggas bleedin' see me in flesh and test and get
keep my cool as long as the fuckin' grams go! Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Wright It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, streeetcchh
one I'll give you good and plenty Verse Two: I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach And I'm far from cheap
jet black hair and blue-green eyes and he's mine and every now and then, he and I would sit together on the porch and I take off his pants and I fuck
jungle Make em fall, collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes [Chorus] [Layzie:] Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin Me and
and fucking up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team and a nigga like me Ya couldn't go
up and go and get it if it's really coming Now I got it and I'ma floor the niggas acting the safety's off come and get it if you really want it (Hey
and dimes and 20's and 50's The 1st be the day for the dopeman Slangin' that cocaine fool, and I'm working late tonight And all them fiends be lovin
mornin With Hen and caffine and green and nicotine No dough so pop a couple of doze Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not
world did I manage to smoke this many? About a hundred, man. Feel it all in my stomach To the brain severely blunted, And it ain't no shame off in my game Hydroponics and
fuck and now I'm proving it bitch Hey, and this is my favorite song Sing along when the DJ throws it on We got a bag full of weed and a big ass bong
