side Guns, guns, guns Run, take the money, here?s a bullet for your boyfriend Guns, guns, guns Eagle all gone, and no more caribou Guns, guns, guns You
Übersetzung: Guess Who. Guns Guns Guns.
average artist's My bitch is like a goddess When paparazzi spot us Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha! [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Guess who
mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac] Well guess who
: (feat. Elton John) Uhh, Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel [Chorus - Elton John:] Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel) I welcome with
Let my pedigree, re-breed me, they're so cheap Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief Mash on my so-called comp, who the man? While I'm tuggin
: Power.. pow.. power... Guess who's back? Hahaha, here we go It's ninety-fo', what's next? Power.. enter my world I guess this year gonna be a motherfucker
Jimmy Henchman, in due time I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up Heard the guns bust but you
: {All parts with Lady Levi speaking are strictly best guess} *1 [Eboni Foster] Game's been good to me *2 [Eboni Foster] I don't care what it did to
the finga Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch {*1} {*2} [2Pac] I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finga I guess nobody loves
ain't got no mutha fuckin friends Thats why I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the
bang, bang, duck quick I guess you rookies tough shit, cause you bust clips But suck dick Cause a kid got his cap pealed The rap deal, from the phonies who
: Funk Flex Yeah, G-Unit You understand whats about to happen? huh .. huh? (do you understand?) Nigga guess who's bizzack It's not Beanie Sieg' or Jay
into it Everybody can't do it the way I do it I make it rain, till the sun come out A nigga playin, we make the guns come out Now, my question is who
t want peace They want this robot in the streets with me and my T.H.U.G's BITCH you freeze You under arrest and you got the right to die And guess who
niggas Thinkin I told you but we put it down like that And whoever we got to fuck up to prove that we do it And keep on movin, guess who's back up in
enough Still guess I can't complain 'Cause what you get in life you take it You've gotta hold on and make it last They say good things come to those who
Rope Nope Not Stayin Tied Down Gone For A Minute Yup Back On The Grind Now Thought I Was Finished Nope Not Jerry Seinfeld Whos This? Guess Who Back
