] Get yo mind right (8x) You....betta....get yo mind right...get yo mind right (2x) Get yo mind right (8x) You....betta....get yo mind right...get yo mind right
Übersetzung: Master P. Holen Sie sich Yo Mind Right (Ft C Murder).
Übersetzung: Master P. Intro To Get Yo Right Mind.
Übersetzung: Master P. Holen Sie sich Yo Right Mind.
get yo mind right [Chorus] Get Yo Mind Right (8X) You....betta....get yo mind right...get yo mind right (2X) Get yo mind right (8X) You....betta....get yo mind right
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: Hey..T.I.P. (You know yo folk be stayin down on the rode man rollin all the way from Florida, M.I.A. on up to duevall on up to Tennesse. a lot of
kidding, my glocks'll be spitting You gots to be kidding, yo It's common sense how I master my circum-fer-ence, you dense I get locked the fuck up, released
M I Double S - I S - S - I P ? P - I Three peace child Want to see me die So the heaven's get cry [Chorus:] It's the hip hop boys, turn your radio down
family called I'm gon' make sure that they straight It's like this part of my life I live is damn near mastered The more people I love the more they get
the Late Show, showing you the ladies You late on the show? Oh we the greatest show? You right To might right, raise, to my left, boom bap In the back, Blazay Blah, so get
got a job Man, get up off yo' a*** and do just like Todd Sell yo' *** up out the trunk Stop hatin' other ***, you can get what you want You can get
when you see me And get your ass right back in the GT Y'all lame boys, hangin' up lookin' just for a name boy Goin' upsize with the Gameboy Witcho' mind right
yo 'Til I master hip hop, I won't stop, yo Gimme my props yo, more than a cop, yo 'Til I master hip hop, I won't stop, yo Gimme my props, yo, more than
my time in the bushes, right Paid up people no mind like I'm crooked, right Shoot a nigga on down, do him somethin' right He on the floor, tell his grams, "Yo
you the ladies You late on the show? Oh we the greatest show? You right To might right, raise, to my left, boom bap In the back, Blazay Blah, so get
before you step to me... Where you from wodie?, I'm from the C-P-3 Y'all really down to ride with us Cross side get wild with us Get it crunk all the
hands Get pussy in a bed full of dough, nose full of blow The feds is in town I gots to get low, uhh Pants saggin' low, get at bitches like yo Hop in
