: wieder lauft ein neues Jahr keiner, der zuhause war mit Krach und Sekt wird es begru?t, ich kann nicht schlafen... ich kann nicht schlafen, kurz nach
: My friend drove off the other day, And now he's gone and all they say, Is you gotta live cause life goes on But now I see i'm mortal too I can'
: Dicono che a 15 anni gia cominciava a non ridere piu dicono che nei suoi panni fosse gia qualcosa sopravvivere... il Delta, terra melma e cotone
groundhog Lay down lawgs call me ground law Don't confuse me with the law, naw but just confuse me with my paw Because I am the Birdman J-R I ain't trippin
: (feat. ISSA) ISSA, Eh Rihanna I need A bad girl Oh oh I need a bad girl Oh oh oh oh oh Come here Rude girl, girl Can you get it up Come here Rude
You my new school (love) You my old school (love) And it's so true You're the one I'm thinking of You my new school (love) You my old school (love) And
S.A.S over from London 40 Cal., Jha Jha what up ma, I got Miami in the house And the Writer of Writers, J.R {Hook} [J.R. Writer] {Cam Still talking}
[Cam'ron] (Spoken) Yo J.R?, they've been waitin' for you dog. they've been asking. you ready? Dipset, Lets go! Writer [JR Writer] (CHORUS) To all
"Get Use To This" [Intro] Let's do it man (I'm so bad!!!) I'm in the building [J.R. Writer] Yo, I started the starters, and fathered the fathers who
My friend drove off the other day And now he's gone and all they say Is you gotta live 'cause life goes on But now I see I'm mortal too I can't live
Lay down laws call me ground law but don't confuse me wit da law Naw, but just confuse me wit my paw because I am the Birdman J.R. I ain't trippin' nigga
Saga, Damage, yessir, J.R Writer To all of my Gs coast to coast Flaco The Great Hook: I'm a real O.G. (You ain't heard about me) I'm a real O.G (J.R
Hook: Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em ,get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em We get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em ,get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em
[Chorus] I've been doing this consistant,I ain't neva changed,every studio I visit it was set in flames (FIRE) If you respect the game, get your money
Chorus ????????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????????????? Get ya head bit off dealing with a Dog Nigga, You lil fraud spitters, not at
Yo, JR, they've been waitin' for you, dawg They've been askin' You ready? You up, motherfucker, DipSet, let's go Writer To all my hustlers, rock smugglers
get money like ain't shit funny And quick to tell a bitch she ain't getting shit from me Holla back, Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo Wooo Wooo, Wooo Wooo [J.R.
