Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities I'll have to Norman Bate ya, I love ta hate ya 'Cause youse a freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya
I shot ya Ya wanna (Uhh) Ya wanna (Uhh) Ya wanna hit, give me a hour (Uhh) Plus a pen and a pad (Uhh, check it, check it, check it!) I shot ya Ya wanna
(uhh, check it, check it, check it!!!) I shot ya! *repeat* I shot ya! (uhh) I got ya strap to the stagin Trapped in a cagin, toe kissin a Cajun Ya mob
Firm, Mafiaso crime king pin It all real nigga what tha deal I shot ya! [Verse Five: LL Cool J] What the fuck? I thought I conquered the whole world
Übersetzung: LL Cool J. I Shot Ya (Remix).
Übersetzung: LL Cool J. I Shot Ya.
I shot ya! *repeat* I shot ya! (uhh) I got ya strap to the stagin Trapped in a cagin, toe kissin a Cajun Ya mob's locked down underneath the surface Ya
coke to the young soldiers I told ya we takin' over Knockin' heads off shoulders Think you boulder 'cause you older, but I'm colder With the trigger I'll run all over ya
I represent uptown I 50 round on clowns I turn smiles into frowns I from the place of places I be the ace of aces You can't beat the B.G. I went the race
Look, I'm the property of october I ain't drive here I got chauferred Bring me champagne flutes, Rose an some shots over I think better when I'm not sober
:] Look, I'm the property of october I ain't drive here I got chauferred Bring me champagne flutes, Rose an some shots over I think better when I'm not
as hell I'll beat you with a live cat when I'm swinging him by his tail [* impersonating Method Man *] I'll fuckin, I'll fuckin Lay your nuts on the
pick Sick a-ya'll niggaz lookin' at me like I got tits I shoot a rocket through your optic You niggaz still don't know the top pick? I got bricks, lose
I want my dick sucked, and I want my balls scratched. And I want her to scratch my ass and twist my balls at the same time, that's a must. And I'm looking
Rebel flag! [CHORUS 2:] Wilber (I'ma cut his neck) Hass (I'ma break his back) Goober (I'ma stab his face) Jed (I'ma slit his throat) Wilber (I'ma cut
Verner and Springwell. Matter fact, I think I sold to that fat bitch in the kitchen" [Violent J] Your dad's really cool sweetheart I mean him letting
stage, was that you? I said, yeah how'd ya like my show? Great Violent J can I call ya Joe? I said can we go back to my place I wonder? Then I fucked