but I'm livin' like that So when while niggas be talkin' dogs and walkin' like cats Niggas mouths were gettin' way too fat But O.C. and big Fred Oxxx
too fat But O.C. & big Fred-Oxxx, we bought to bring it back "Let's go back" "I'm tellin it just like that" [Chorus: O.C. & Freddie Foxxx] We be money
a hundred G's (How B?) Movin' these fuckin' kees (Where B?) Run em' in that U.P.T. (And who gone run em?) Tha brotha and my B.G. [B.G.] You gotta beat
sopposed'a, respect a nigga like me I'm gettin' closer and closer to the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance all day be the S-
Tinitus bei dies'm Larm! Sag blo?! Arsch hoch, Arm hoch, Glas hoch, A, B! C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z! Ich
oh Or 6-8, M-G, tinted with my eyes low Homie I'm a Tahoe, fully loaded nine blow You see out on hydro, Luciano blind hoe Loiue V offended me, {?} in my Bentley C
' [Verse 4: Lloud Banks] The Double L O Y D Get put on an I.V Tryin ta try me The new age Ali The black C.I.G Resides beside me As smooth as an Isley
Down? U Been Staring A Bar Full Of Black Dudes Say You Wanna See My Scar And My Tattoos When We Headed For My Hide Out, Act Right I'm A Playa When I
me? My momma gone you could spend the night Ya heard me? I'm not playing I'm trying to fuck tonight Ya heard me? Clothes off face down ass up c'mon Shorty
wear a perm cuz im a g And im a motherfuckin P.I.M.P [50 Cent] its G-unit and the D.P.G from new york city to the L.B.C ill break it down for ya im
' sulo me cerco 'o documento chiamm'o terminale e me cuntrollo e precedenti Siente 'o documento ca te piace o t'allamiente 'o documento nun to voglio
skills I'm a put it in a tournament, I call her christmas tree, she got ornaments, I can't control my penis, twelve o'clock burn up that venus, whoever
me not When I went to Cleveland they said where you been When I'm unconditional with my loving And at the C-L-E-V-E...L-A-N-D And we get bucked on the
F-O-R-T S-C-V, and a nigga can't fuck with me Not even the devil with B-O-N-E T-H-U-G spell it motherfucker [Chorus - 2x] [Wish Bone] Scandalous, straight
U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang all down the way We gotta put 'em in check 'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit I'm gonna blow his
the C-Town Arrest me on the rebound It's the P to the O to the D from the T to the H to the U to the G You hoes ain't got mo' killas than me So muthafuck
and i'm out the window Drunk as fuck and high off that indo Nigga E, C-P-T, the O.G. And i really don't think u wanna fuck with me Nigga walkin half up
