see the O.G. leaning {LL, I keep birdies fiending} What you hating for? (What you want?) {big faces, the coupes and the Lincs} (What you get?) {top models
, see the O.G. leaning {LL, I keep birdies fiending} What you hating for? (What you want?) {big faces, the coupes and the Lincs} (What you get?) {top
Übersetzung: LL Cool J. What You Want.
all you punk police -- can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin nigga, legit Free like O.J. all day You can't stop me You know I got
last name my first I'm your missesCuz the lights are on outside Wish there was somewhere to hide I juss don't want I juss don't want To say goodbye [LL Cool J
Would Say It This Way "A" Maybe We Can "B" Something You Can "C" "DEF"initely I Know You Want A "G" Who Can Take You "HI" Higher Than A "J" What I'm
get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi And them
Army or something, was he frontin? Mr. Finch! {Class, what's up cousin? } Yo, how you doin? {What? }, I said how you doin? {What you went canoein? That
let you go It's a certain kind of feelin, you know that feelin you get When your girl right and you know what's what, uhh You got me on some lay low stuff
I find now-a-days it's just best to keep quiet But uh, sometimes you jus gotta let it out Young angel and young ryan You know what it is, uh [Drake:]
bag of tricks for this little antagonist faggot dick-suckin' Ex-LL Cool J fan from Windsor I'm 'bout to murder little Kenny fag Keniff-sta You bastard
I'll battle you over stupid shit and diss people who ain't have shit to do with it, like Cool J does (My tattoo!) You see me standin outside of your
Wrist like blow, chain like oww We throw it in the air, so what you calm down You ridin bird (wheewh) your bullets gone (wheewh) you gone and got a
your man don't know you're gettin fucked by a thug You a woman that's true (that's right) Doin what the fuck you wanna do And it's cool, cause you got
out of Nazis You claim you want to put in work Plotting to blow up a church See you devils are all the same You'll gun down a congregation in Jesus' name
fools And if I let my nine rang out You know, it'll make your brains hang out So what's your fate? Am I the nigga you love, or the one you love to hate
