schlagen, meine Ex musste drei Jahre Sonnbrille tragen, Aber trozdem ist Sie angepisst ... sie kommt nicht klar, das ich jetzt andere Schlampen zur Tanke
poison like poison boy back in the eighties And it ain't pretty - the Sacramento Frank Nitty The black version - all you heard is the Mac burstin' [Chorus
(feat. Mac, Mr. Serv-On) [C-Murder] Yeah, check this shit out. This is for all my real tank dogs My No Limit soldiers out there buying my shit Ya know
figure I told ya'll you frail niggaz ain't worth blades on nail clippers Heavy metal tech 9 in the small of my back You can catch strays and they ain't dogs
45 words that you spoke with your tongue Mac pass the gun and his killing is done You niggas aint heard, Magic from the 9th and Mac's from the 3rd You
do Don't cuff her, set her out Don't cuff her, set her ou If you got you a ho, I'll tell you what to do [Mac Boney] I'm ol' school Boney, they call me Frank the Tank
Smalls)] (This is how we ride) Up and down, Gratiot (ride); my, Gratiot niggaz (ride) Up and down the Van (ride); Van Dyke, niggaz (riiiide) Up and down, Mac; Mac
ya heard me (Ya know, ya know, ya know) Check it out [Chorus 2X: Krazy] My click you don't want beef wit (beef wit) My heat, niggas I sleep wit (sleep wit) Tank
, that's me Tank dog all I wanna be, nigga I told ya tat on my back, is that of a no limit soldier About face for a TRU salute, to my tank dogs y'all