him" "Look at what, dirty motherfucker, he ain't shit" "You don't see what I see, B" "I don't see nothin', you ain't blind, sisso" "True, true, personally
Übersetzung: Ol 'Dirty Bastard. Nicht You Know.
Übersetzung: Ol 'Dirty Bastard. Weisst Du (feat. Killah Priest).
Look at what? Dirty motherfucker, he ain't shit. [Girl 1:] Hahaha, you don't see what I see, B. [Girl 2:] I don't see nothing, you ain't blind, sisso. [
Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me? [Cappadonna] Wutup Toney? [Ghostface] Wsup don' don'.. [ODB] All the way up.. [Ghost]You know
Diiiirty Bastard! [music starts] [ODB:] Straight Up..turn it up, the headphones, turn it up..yo you here me? [Cappadonna:] Wutup Toney? [Ghostface:] Wsup don' don'.. [ODB:] All the way up.. [Ghost:]You know
you know I love you, but now you gotta die (Now you gotta die, now you gotta die) Girl you know I love you, but now you gotta DIE (Never wanted it like
Wack nigga - You wack nigga!) [Consequence] You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you That's how you know ya flow is weak Cuz you only got them there
: (feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard) [Intro: Killah Priest (Ol' Dirty Bastard)] (It's the hot shit, nigga!) You know this beat is crazy, right (Hahaha, come
Earth's My place to birth strong, gave me the eye [Killah Priest] If you don't know... now you know Killah Priest, now you know
Big Boi] Ain't it funny how you're born and then your life begins Just like a baby all alone, that's if you wasn't a twin You must begin to fend for self
you don't get clap upon Who that kid, as dirty as that Ol' Dirty Bastard Who that kid, who pack a tool belt and dirty belt and dirty ratchet Set your
go Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo P-P-Politic with ghetto senators on the deelow Chorus [Ol' Dirty Bastard] One two, and you don't stop, yo
It's a drought on real niggas you already know I'm that ether nigga that fish scale, You that oil base homie you don't cook well I'm yo gotti the king
rudie with the Hong Kong Phooey The Ol' Dirty Bastard, MC killer Money maker, Brooklyn, Shaolin style That I lay down like tile Gotta hit you up, one blaow, so you
Ol' Dirty Bastard] I tell you, right, right, right, in ya muthafuckin' face Muthafucka, you know, well, you know muthafuckin' well When -- we don't play that shit, or, I don't
rock when I strike target, ver-bal Be screamin on you like a drill sargeant, her-bals got me where I wanna be right now, don't know the time Check the
rushed I don't give a god damn, on the shows you did How many rhymes you got, or who knows you kid? Cuz I don't know ya therefore show me what you know
