Hé, Akhi, hé. Murder. L'inspi' provient de Me-da. Ça m'a tout l'air d'un hold up. Ramène mon verre de soda. Appelle moi Docteur Gero. De-spee comme Agüero.
Le soir s'approche ça se tape des barres.. Ça fume des sbars comme si c'était légal.. Les gars veulent serrer des meufs.. Les meufs serrer des gars.. Et ça toute la night.
It's nothin' fresher, they under pressure. Take your bitch and undress her. Go 'head and kill yourself. Fuck niggas, they'll be one less. More weed, less stress.
Yo,Yo Bleek man, what the fuck, Nigga. Fuck them hoes, man. Fuck them bitches, what I like?. Uh, uh,uh, uh what, what?. I bet y'all think this some love song or shit, that's a terrible mistake.
Yeah, yeah (ooo). Uh, hey hey. All right, yeah. . What a man, what a man, what a man,. What a mighty good man. Gotta say it again now. What a man, what a man, what a man,.
Yeah, yeah (ooo). Uh, hey hey. All right, yeah. . What a man, what a man, what a man,. What a mighty good man. Gotta say it again now. What a man, what a man, what a man,.
CHORUS. Worry not, keep your stress in check. Anxiety's a disease, you gotta learn to live with it. Cancer spreads, it'll eat right through. There oughtta be a quarantine for people like you.
(verse). my popularitys on the ri-ise.my self-image is somewhat. . sinking. my heads expanding in size but my stomachs shrinking. it all evens out in the end thats what I'm thinking.
Now I'm takin' my shroud and I'm. puttin'. It on my head, not even a semi-fraud. More like a demigod in bed-post. I be hostin' a buck fifty is the rate.
Ruff Ryders, Ruff Ryders. Ryde or Die, Volume 2. . (Tugboats, it's over). . Ahh hahaha. It's the second time around motherfucker!. Volume 2, Ryde or Die, biatch!.
Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh. What y'all niggas want, huh?. Ugh, ugh, ugh. . Lubia huh? Papi screamin' out of they mouth. Bomb shell just a second, mami wanna speak out.
I'm pushin' for the single yo, c'mon. Yo, lock the door, uh huh. Ya heard, uh, uh. C'mon, yeah. Ya'll know who it is, or should I say what it is. Uh, uh.
Yeah, yeah, volume three. Real disrespectful on the one Unc', uh-huh. I ain't got no more respect for these niggaz, uh-uh. Icepick, where the fuck your knife at?.
(soft background echo: Roy Jones! Roy Jones!). Yeah. . .unh, unh. . .Body Head.. You neva knew it was comin' like that, huh?. Check this out. . .check this out. . .watch me close now..
Watch me dance,. Girl watch me dance.. Move your body next to mine,. To mine,. To mine,. To mine.. Girl I'll share my brand new dance with you,. I like how you dance,.
Well, well, well. Well, well. Well, well, well. . Taskmaster burst the bionic zit splitter. Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter. We lean all day and some say that ain't productive.
Heard you got your .. never look back that was ... And is good to see you made up the hood ...true ..or passion. Now you can enter the whiteness cold .. ..
(CHORUS). Best in the game it was bate we was gonna be here. (eee eee eee eee eee). roll deep is the name and were up for awards all year. (eee eee eee eee eee).
[drake]. I know there's other people that you talk to. But i just hate getting any proof shown to me (shown to me). I know there's other places that you could go.