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Übersetzung: Juwel. Haunted.
be stoppin' Just 'cause your knees are knockin'When I decide 2 drop in So don't make a sound 'Cause there's no one around 2 come between us now I'm gonna haunt
Poppa Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas At high school got head by the lockers gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers rocked jewels
Junior High, do it fly, fuck in grade Summer school Comin' through, get me drunk, blunted too, every month Hundred shoes, every son, wanted jewels, never
y'all, and my niggas know that Cuz once they fire, my niggas shoot back And straight up on some real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air,
, lots of 'em Cops see them and run, don't want no drama Certain parts of the streets, the beast don't want a part of Martyr, hood haunted like the Dakota
low (lay low) Cuz all y'all niggaz won't (y'all niggaz) If you come to QB you going to get murdered (murdered) You going to get murdered (murdered) [Lake] Saying old dudes jewel
the big body papi bought me [Lady Luck] Nigga I be, that chick that'll brawl with a dude Strut around nose up with a attitude Flaunt jewels, haunt crews
look how the boy flosses, hating that boy tosses His fist towards your face, to your jaw It's purple as Paul's chorus, Koopa can just haunt it [Hook] [
talent Rip through your vest, hit your chest, lose your balance You never had no drama with the real, now ya want it? My skill got you haunted, my ski
Pardon, P dub shines regardless Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists My advice, 'fore you get like that is think twice 'Fore you move on it, put jewels
coppers got booted with Big Poppa Skated through with the Cesar Picadas At high school got head by the lockers Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers Rocked jewels
y'all, and my niggas know that 'cause once they fire, my niggas shoot back And straight up on some real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air
I'm cocky with it It's hard for you to admit it, but I'm one of the best in it [Chorus] [Killah Priest] My mind is haunted, filled with the extension
Just look how the boy flosses, hating that boy tosses His fist towards your face, to your jaw It's purple as Paul's chorus, Koopa can just haunt it [
would be like Without his best friend -slash- shrink Jessica Bridge: She's an angel at his table Forced to feel but not to see Blinded by her absence Haunted
