Beat...beats. bangin'. blingin' lights. no fights. strictly the viiibe. the hyphe shit. packed with freaks with all types of tight shiiit. glam or ous.
(bootie brown). I was standing, one of the cast of many. I would give anything to swing hand in hand. With her but it was just a blur. I couldn't blame her, why give up fortune and the fame.
Oh you feel like July, hotter than the sun. Even in the desert, you're cooler than a gun. Don't know much about you, but I can't forget your name. Ain't been too long since I met you, but I haven't been the same.
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why?. You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me, you need people like me.
You're all a bunch of fuckin' assholes. You know why?. You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be. You need people like me, you need people like me.
(Aye) Usually I'm not the type to stress you. About spending time, calling, things that I'm used to. But we both know things have changed and. (It's like I) Bend over over backwards can't justify your absence.
Gone getcha hype, gone getcha crunk, gone getcha buck, nigga (x 8). . Verse 1. Now let's pray lord have mercy, help 'em God. Pastor Troy baby, and I'm coming hard.
Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4). P TROY NIGGA!. Gon get you hype, gon get u crunk, gon get u buck, nigga(x4). . [Pastor Troy].
(police sirens).... . Hook : 4x. . Ghetto raised, ghetto payed, ghetto muthafuckers die everyday. Ghetto muthafuckers don't like to pray. Ghetto muthafuckers just like to spray.
Girls shakin that ass boy (Yeah). Shakin that ass all in yo lil young face nigga. (Yall know it's on). Them girls say, "Troy bring another. Pop That Pussy for us".
Hook: 8x. . My niggas (get 'em up). My bitches (get 'em up). . Verse 1: lil' pete. . It's pete baby. You best of recognize. Grab my gold teeth baby. One of the good guys.
I don't know what you're going through,. But I want you to know tonight. You got favor. (God favors me). . In your trial,. In your test,. In your hard times.
This is my testimony everybody. How God favored me in spite of my enemies. And if God did it for me he'll do the same thing for you. Don't worry about your haters.
[Intro:]. El sol calienta alla en lo alto. Y la palma real nos alumbra. Orgullo de mi tierra cubana. Aqui no hay canto en vano. . [Translation:]. . The sun heats above.
[Chorus]. In the bus. Bumping with my thugs. You don't want me to get up and slap you whut. . On my block. In my set. You don't wanna test. You don't want me to get up and slap u whut.
Een zwaar uit de hand gelopen bijgeloof,. 't is het geloof, 't is niet mijn geloof.. Want ik ben geen sukkel die bang is om te sterven. en vreest dat de ziel m'n hele lichaam zal bederven..
- Yo bro'. - Hey (????). - Na, kut man! kut, kut, KUT,. ik word echt helemaal gek,. het werk de laatste tijd wat ik heb,. hey, ik verdien geen cash om wat van te doen man,.
Probeer me niet te laten denken, zoals jouw wereld denkt.. Probeer me niet te laten praten, zoals jouw wereld praat.. Probeer me niet te laten kleden, zoals jouw wereld kleedt..
Gangster - Damn!. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------.
Ay, what's happenin' baby?. This ya Lil Woo Plies man and One Chance. Just was sitting down with the big homies. Having a big boy conversation, dog. They was telling me how they just had a nice Chi-town shawty on top.