J'suis pété, j'fume un joint (aie). J'suis dans l'bloc j'vi-ser des schlags. J'fais toute l'année avec mes bougs. . Tous ces fils de putes qui parlaient dans mon dos négro j'les baise!.
We've come to join the song. Sung long before our lives. To raise our voice along. Heaven and earth alike. . We've seen Your faithful hand. Your mercy without end.
I just poured a 8 in a liter. Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter. Versace my clothes I'm with a white ho. And she snortin' three lines like Adidas.
I just poured a 8 in a liter. Throw some jolly ranchers in make it sweeter. Versace my clothes I'm with a white ho. And she snortin' three lines like Adidas.
[Hook]. Bricks, bricks (brix, brix). Bricks, bricks (brix, brix). Bricks, bricks (brix, brix). Bricks, bricks (brix, brix). Bricks, bricks (brix, brix).
Always used to pull up pop trunk at Chancellors. Yeah, growing hard. Falling hard, like a cancer. Yeah, always in the city. Always keep a dancer. Yeah, she playing in my hair.
I remember the first day that I ever saw you. I knew that I loved you when I saw you. And I was just like... like you fuck with bums. You fuck with bullshit niggas like.
I remember the first day that I ever saw you. I knew that I loved you when I saw you. And I was just like... like you fuck with bums. You fuck with bullshit niggas like.
Cyka bljad. Bljad. . Bruder, gib mal Blättchen her. Wir brauchen gar nicht so zu tun, als ob noch irgendwas zu retten wär. Und warum sollen wir traurig sein?.
My momma ain't raise no fool nigga. Matter of fact, maybe she did. My momma raised a fool (haha). But that don't mean we can't get rich. Too rich (too rich).
[Intro: Juicy J]. Right here, let's get ratchet, uh huh. . [Verse 1: Juicy J]. Trippy like bombay paper planes. Pints of codeine, pounds of Mary Jane.
M parte da zero. Le tue barre le azzero. Studiano il mio testo alla neuro. Tipo "Questo fa per davvero?". Tipo la tua tipa, babbeo. Che ti credi un altro Romeo.
Black man, drop top. There go the cops. There go the cops. There go the cops. Is it because of my people?. Is it because of my sneakers?. Is it because of my jersey?.
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Black man, drop top. There go the cops. There go the cops. There go the cops. Is it because of my people?. Is it because of my sneakers?. Is it because of my jersey?.
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Rispondono ai versi che c'ho. Con delle scuse. Dicono che siamo diversi perciò. Ho le porte chiuse. Ma poi, questa gente che ne sa di te. Fratello sappi che.
[Verse 1: Justus (& Dr. Dre)]. They've been wondering if I'm gonna show. Shit you already know-ow-ow-ow. Where you been? where you at? where you headed?.
So here is our moment, frozen. We've seen our seven unmoving. In their lonely homes. It's been 4: 18 and dawn's still hours off yet. My God and they are cold and listless.
Above Pete's head, as he fumbles with his key. The clouds get dark, start brawling. War games, ancient faces, pushing eachother around. The sky's changing.