land ho, aey land ho If I get back home and I feel all right You know baby gonna love you tonight Love tonight, love tonight Aey land ho, aey land ho
Übersetzung: The Doors. Land Ho!.
set men free I've got three ships and sixty men, A course for ports unread I'll stand at mast, let north winds blow Till half of us are dead Land Ho
, try to feel us Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland We steadily creepin' on ya And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep Ho
ass for ransome Sorta like Patty Herst, but I'll burst first bitch And you know what's worse I'm coming from the land where the choppers roam So phuck
a g.e.d Then i went and clowned the industry with ICP Through up the 313 to let them know it was me Esham is dope ho im the king of the D I stole a fuckin
my own namebrand, I'm the man made, bro Cash in advance, I'mma blow up with the dough Whoa ho ho, don't let me like slow up with flow [Chorus]
href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> [Method Man] If you don't know, you better, ask somebody who I be On land, air, or sea,
take it right back Telling him their mommy's boyfriend is Tech N9ne Oh no girl yo babies at the doe [Chorus] [door closes] Momma open this door
man, hot house, luch box, wishbone, door knob, pass key, choke hold, widow, true love, true love, true love lay off heave ho learn to hobo! true love
a real dick pleaser but shorty from cuba still workin on visa her girlfriend Lisa met her in puerto rico how she dont suck dick but expecting me to eat her that ho
out till the security hit the door I'm dirty Gorilla paws, bang sugar walls Hoes wanna pop E, hang with a Dogg I told my man Snoop She salmonilla Got a ho
shack And in it lived a man I'd never seen Folks said he was a mean and a vicious man And you better not set foot on his land I didn't think nobody
is killas, try to feel us Thuggish ruggish niggas from Cleveland We steadily creepin' on ya And you better believe that we bring that pap-pap to your doorstep Ho
gon' kick in the door They got guns in the couch, they got shit in the floor Niggas is gon' shit they drawers They got a bitch at the door Bullshit,
be ready for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens roar Better get that money, and be out the door
rooms all over the internet And causin' collisions on the highway of information And then I head back to my prior engagement In the nation of Brooklyn Land
leather up Ten G's down the drain Yo hurry up, we got to get him up Get the sheets son, let's fix him up Lock the door, turn the TV off, your kicks is
