hand Feel my arm, feel my arm Feel my fist, feel my fist Fists of love, fists of love, fists of love Fists of love, fists of love, fists of love Fists of love
Preklad: Big Black. Päste Of Love.
I truck big fat rings 'Cause in the motherland gold is for kings I got backup to jack up, punks who try to act up Do a world tour, watch the big bank
Boston Strangler, Charles Manson No matter what killer I mention, keep dancin _Five Fingers Of Death_, _Fists Of Fury_ St. Valentine's Day Massacre on a jury Wanna convict me for kickin black
's big pimpin' baby It's big pimpin', spendin' G's Feel me, uh huh uh, uh huh Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah Ge-ge-geyeah, geyeah You know I thug 'em, fuck 'em, love
could be my bust it baby, But stay in your place, I need my space, Don't suffocate me, Back black approach us, Clack clack gats in holsters, Cops in black
Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa, killa, killa,
whip don't make you a big man, na, mate That chain don't make you a big man na, mate I know you think you're a big man, wat, mate? But really you're
same pimp, you niggas make me so sick She call us perpatrators, and if them day to day haters See if we modivators, aint got no love, fuck scrub She
shots firin all the time it happens frequently the hood inspired him to be a G, i bled for the game did it all for the letter B the big homie gave me
the beat box Just clap your hands to the beat box Just clap your hands to the beat box The Giant is greater so step back I know you were told black
sun visor, stat in the third Love, love, everyday, that?s my word When I see your crew, I say that?s them herbs So blau, blaum, blaw black and it just
Hollywood is, I gotta Bollywood chick, I love the way she makes her hips do a twist, yeah I gotta hip hop chick her favorite rappers Pac and Big, I gotta
a fuckin jerk Just because you got a black and gold sparkly shirt With some diamonds on your watch you aint never did no dirt Hey yo madchild I hear what your sayin big
the mice in cheese Life's a B, Bentley and big bills Bottles, biscuits, bitches, blunts, bad boys bodying pit bulls Karate, black belt and I bring booze To big
dude Jean jacket, Austrailian gats, Mediterainian raps Play the back with the joint on his neck Who feelin this? Thugs love this, we way above sea level, love
is supplying things Hoop dreams, dunking over cars, let the choir sing [Verse 10 - The Game] Yo, it's that black raw, black dog, pulling up on that black
