moi Quand je suis loin d'elle je l'imagine Et je crois toujours la voir sourire Elle a garde ses yeux d'enfant ma mere Tout comme au temps ou j'ai grandi pres d
and the game is strange (get off your ass, too early to lay it down We on a mission for big heads, and y'all can't hold us down) [Mike D:] These niggaz
say I wouldn't know her, I stop her from lying [Hook] Say hoodrat (hoodrat) Superstar (superstar) [x2] Get your motherfucking hands up [Mike D] It'
keep our faith in God Took in his prime such a vicious crime, we been robbed I'll fulfill your ghetto dreams Lil' O gon ball, he'd want that [Al-D]
know? [HORNS] awwww yeeeah oh Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D, Mike D starrin: Mide D featurin: Mike D and uh, special appearance by, uh, Mike D
extasy Mike D, D-Reck and D-Gotti (One two, ready or not everybody's bout to drop Bout to drop, bout to drop, bout to drop) [D-Gotti] Come on up power
(feat. Fat Pat, Mr. 3-2) [talking] Yo, you done tuned into radio Boss Hogg Corleone Yeah that's right, Miggity Mike D and I'm back Yeah 60 days out
from bein' so-so I top the suckas droppin' fast and flowin' slow Puttin' suckas out like I was Nyquil I rock on the mike like no other on the mike We'
: Major! Hell motherfuckin yeah This one goes out to my nigga Mike Coolin, hell yeah Mama raised a hellrazor... born thuggin Heartless and mean, muggin
take a shot of Henessey now I'm strong enough to face the madness Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash Phone calls from my niggaz on the, other
: Mike and a girl talking to each other: Girl: Mike.. Mike: Yeah, baby Girl: It's over Mike: How can you say that? Girl: I'm sorry. The love is gone
river or just sit for hours gazing into each other's eyes. We were so very much in love. Then one day, he went away. And I thought I'd die, but I didn
: (feat. Trey Songz) [talking: Trey Songz] When I first heard this shit (C'mon) I told Drake it shoulda been called, over for these other niggas Yeahhh
hallways You had faith in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on they asses, and go Mike Tyson
YO FACE! Mike E. Clark, he make the street pound Legz Diamond, all-around in surround sound One fork up and the other one down Fuckin throw another wicked
dont be feelin it Racism still alive they jus be consealin it But i know they don't want me in the damn club They even made me show I.D to get inside
I shook hands, kissed babies gave it a nice try you know what I hate pictures of other peoples kids I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs I hate when other
your side, like a beeper You Don't Have To Worry 'bout me, so you won't +Miss+ me like +Monifah+ (Heh, heh) P-U-F-F, D-A-double D...Y He be makin' hits
