the blues Leavin brains with no clues Spin the ben in black clothes They tryin' ta' take my only life Leave my folks on the front row Bury me in providence Heavy weight that rose
run they mouth Real niggas make moves and get rich [Verse 4: Flesh N Bone] Mobbing in ah Expedition Thinking of ah proposition Settle my composition Feeling relentless fucking up gun
is where ya find me Slangin' them mutha-fuckin' drugs. [Verse 4: Flesh N Bone] Dun dun leavin' the niggas to cock it pop widda me gun They know that
mon temps, J'ai eu du mal a decoller,le travail est devenu un gun sur ma tempe. J'suis bizarre parait-il qu'il y a plus de lumiere sur mes retines... La rose
ma bulle, Si Venus est victime d'adultere, Bah Venus prend un gun et te vise a la tete Dans ma bulle, Le fusil a remplace les roses, Et par depit tu
Young Money Biatch Now you can swallow that or you can suck a dick Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that
ask, thats my gun that?s my weed, anything you need I?mma take, I?mma take, I?mma take this one for the team one fat ass, one flat ass n-gga hit the switcheroo
: (feat. Ty-N) [Intro: Killah Priest] Up and down Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for more? Father forgive us for we know not what we do Ain't
the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot When I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n sooted Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla
feat. Tech N9ne) [Chorus: x2] Rock'N'Rollin [x2] Floor so cold that's why I'm so frozen Rock'N'Rollin [x2] I'm a rollin stone with my Guns'N'Roses [
: [Tech N9ne:] I didn't wanna fucking do this song, for real But I wouldn't be real if I didn't [Tech:] I be sittin by myself and thinkin, mamma what
bitches Will have you stressing Using Rogaine Didn't chill with her Deal with her N9na had to get Ill with her Trick tried to kill Mrs. N9NE So I had
: (feat. Alan Wayne) [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I was chillin with a bitch and I was notcing she was so sadistic Wanted the Nina to bite on her nipples and
Man used to rule like King Tut' We could battle til you're bankrupt, fill your tank up Come and see me from my practice, the young baptist With a gun
be) Costa Nostra, don't ever approach him Don't get close to him Shootouts and nothin but rock n roll to him Leave your blood on the dash, call it rose
ize, d.e. what you want now now now now [ludacris] Check it You see i live a life filled with chicken and malt liquor And women that are real life scratch'n
business Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase
, 'cause, ah nigga Mo Thug Callin' up my niggas when it's time to nut up In the 9-9 niggas gon' drop to the number 1 wid ya gun, so run run Cleveland
