Intro:. . I want you. I got to have you. But what will this lead to?. Will it just be me and you?. Tell me.... you know I want you. Tell me how you feel.....
[MJG]. I can make you get buck. Even if you don't go to the club that much. I got so much rhythm I can feel it. MJG and Eightball we the realest. Baby you can bill it to the P.O. box.
He, he, he, yeah. . What kind of nigga always run his mouth like a hoe?. Like his jaw got a battery, this nigga always know. Who got robbed, got shot, who got put on lock.
ich habe geträumt ich sei eingeschlafensprich einfach soguten gewissens die alte heut nich mein tag showals ich zu mir komme mag ich meiner netzhaut kaum glaubensteh ich mitten in einnem dreckigen dreieckigen raumwo neben barocker barhockern kaum gegenstände standenund alle leute ham die selben gelben regenmäntel anich bring diesen scherz vom friesennerz aus verlegenheitund sach ich mach von wegen tight die biege falls ihr nicht dagegen seidschleich mich langsam weil keiner antwortetbis mein tunnelblick die scheinbar handzahmen empfangsdamen ortetsie deuten auf eine tür hip hop hauptquartieroh gott wenn das rabauke hört und hoffentlich glaubt er mirich kriech durch enge gänge in der hoffnung ich halt es ausseh ein erstes bekanntes gesicht afrob altes hausich sach trägt man jetzt kraus siehst aus wie ne pusteblumeund merk wie ich die ohren richtung ferris husten zoomewie ich alles bekannte an mich... im sinne als saugnäpfeund ein geheimnis lüfte besser behütet als augäpfelda sitzen sie allealle die je wichtig warenmit lichten haaren melierten schläfen und auch noch richtig armvor schrottreifen geräten auf dem kalten steinund machen die derbste radioshow fürs hip hop altenheim.
its a quater past 8 and little mama's on her way (on her way yeah)just got a new text saying im on my way (on my way yeah)just put my jeans on shes only 5 minutes away (5 minutes away)with a fresh pair of socks that i bought the other daylets go.
Five star general spit, hush them niggas. I star, why even discuss them niggas?. By far, I'm the shit, flush them niggas. Fuck them niggas, I'ma crush them niggas.
Yo, you suckers is playin' a role. You' niggaz is out of control. This world could swallow you whole. The evil could snatch your soul. . Yo, nigga put the gun away or you get done away.
Like down in ? man oh man. Things be getting stupid. Took everything. Smoked it, looped it. Hundred people speaking. At a hundred miles an hour. At the room at the top.
All in favor of getting ripped and gone. And youre gonna have to call someone to drive you home. Say I I I I I I I. All in favor of getting super high.
*N.B.ridaz*. (talking) Magic, n.b. ridaz hooking up with dyablo for the mamacitas(to all those pretty girls)what's going on pretty girl?(preetty girl this one's for you)hey I want to talk to you girl come here (this one's for you and for youuuu!) let me tell you something. check this out..
(Intro). el profeta .... (Dyablo). quien ha llegado es el cabron que siempre representa. soy mexicano soy azteca yo soy el profeta. te quiebro las patas y luego las manos bastardos si tu te me enfrentas.
Por ke pasaraaaaa inesperadamente ehhhh!!!. . Apoco nunca a pasado por tu mente que haces. Tu aqu o como tu carajos terminaste estando aqu. En situaciones negras de la vida sin salida sin.
sigue siendo el mismo de ayer. eres el mismo de hoy. eres el mismo dyablo. . mis ambisiones dede nino siempre fueron estas. el obtener dinero las mujeres y respuestas.
[Hook: Big Sean]. I was thinking 'bout the. Ice that I put on. Money that I blown. Bitches that I known. Everything that I did wrong. All the licks I hit.
360 seconds, it's on. Unlimited firsts, from calibers unknown. Come wit it in ya verse or take a job and stay gone. I don't care if it's rehearsed or off the top of your dome.
Comment pourrais-je oublier les bons moments. Que nous passâmes ensemble même s'il nous fallut du temps. Pour vraiment nous comprendre. Notre histoire débuta bizarrement par une dispute.
(slow it down) (slow it down). . VERSE. ooh i can see myself falling in lust with you. i gotta control it this ain't how i do. you know I'm savin' all my humps for you and i love the way you wait patiently.
I smoke chewy like a mothafuckin nut. You got a gram bag hit the zags and roll her up. 'cause a nigga like me can't fake it when I'm high. Get the Visine for the tight red eyes.
scottie,scottie. scottie,scottie. . (andre nickatina). put the phone on ya but it's the booty call. and I'm comin' ta bust nuts on all ya'll. and I'm out.