en mi chrysler quien es el que lo parte mis proyectiles, veneno de calle haze 4 life, haze 4 life haze 4 life, haze 4life redencion pa las carceles
mi chrysler quien es el que lo parte mis proyectiles, veneno de calle haze 4 life, haze 4 life haze 4 life, haze 4life redencion pa las carceles de
Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right now my life movin to fast to
N ma neighbors don't speak (why) dey all white N da homies don't speak now cause I'm rich now Ma life is hermay haze n crystal N manage trois out n
(Whhhhhoo) Some Niggas Want To B Mike But Me I Want 2 B Him (Man Lookin Good Man) 4 Finger Rang Rope Chain N Medallion(Dam) Real Bomb Bitch Wita Ass Lika
Lie You Gon Die 4 The Fact That Hood Rules Apply I Hold My Ruger High B4 I Shoot The Sky Shoot Your Alla Shoot Your Father Haze Got Me Super High
My nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit Let a few go Then I get low Blazing Haze again The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs
: (feat. Pitbull, Rick Ross and Trick Daddy) [Dj Khaled:] I Work My Whole Life For I Mean I Seen So Many Road Blocks So Many Devils In My Way But To
I'm starting to feel Lost in the haze of a dream And as I draw near The scene becomes clear Like watching my life on a screen Hello Victoria so glad to
raw, gray, tan or white Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin a flight Somewhere hot on a wave runner, tanning wit dykes Blowin the haze, while all of em
Howie] "Glenwood mother-fuckin' Projects, that was the fuckin' place man. Fuckin' crack smoking all night. Cookin' it up, sellin' C4, weapons, blowguns
: (feat. T-Pain) [Kanye West:] Let me get my theme music! [x4] [T-Pain:] Baby, just forget everything that you know Let's take it all the way back
nine mm on my waist, shit I'm a problem Shoot up your place shit Let a few go Then I get low Blazing Haze again The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs
charts, sold up with the 4 Sold 5, sold 6, sold 30 more. Yo I'm a kilo in the game like I was before. My life repeating like words in the corridor. (Hello
golds in they mouth Let you know what it is. [Verse:] I been born and raised in the county of dade, The land of the haze, the cocaine capitol. We
(jadakiss) you ready?? {artist} i-i-i-i got a hangover(x4) (chorus) and im buzzin she cussin we gettin messed up she's laughing im drunk and we pouring
nigga You're life or you're not Thug life my life It don't stop It's never too hot And when I die I greet haze with glocks Young crazy californians Postin
