of Christ You ain't scared Let me hear you say- Go! Come on let me hear you say- Go! And if your in a good mood And you know that you can't lose If you
Preklad: Da PRAVDA. Choď.
Christ You ain't scared Let me hear you say- Go! Come on let me hear you say- Go! And if your in a good mood And you know that you can't lose If you
where you are You won't give it, you wouldn't start, oh Just screamin' want that old thing back Like I double G I E whit some R U L E Notorious know
[Verse 3 - Tech N9ne] This verse was intended for a gospel rapper that we all admire and he goes by the name of Da T.R.U.T.H. All we wanted was a righteous
the da feds come and I'm long gone Don't try to tell me you anit heard about a nigga (Bone) Lyrical killer, I'm fienna, let the trigga go Anybody think
black tube even when I was at school cuz bullies aren't bulletproof Red scarf hoodie too Prolly ain't has hood as you stupid muthafucka da only thing in da hood is u
know, A is for Africa B is for Brother C is for Caring D is for Da Da E is for Everyone F is for Forever G is for my Guitar H is for Here We Go ||:
a bitch trick Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this Gangsta bitch steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless. [B.G. Knocc Out] The R-U-T-H-L-E double S Yo it
quick to gank a bitch trick Peep game at this bitch as I shoot this gangsta, bitch Steppin' rollin' wit da Ruthless The R U T H L E double S, yo it'
buscar una habitación esta noche tú la pasas conmigo busco una gata para acariciarla conmigo pasara momentos divinos vamo pa el barrio a buscar una habitación esta noche t
up out the V the bay u now im straight aint nobody bad like me aint nobody sav like me i keep it c.u.t. t.h.r.o.a.t ish u aint notice punk bitch im the
I kill u the da feds come and Im long gone Dont try to tell me you anit heard about A nigga (bone) Lyrical killer Im fienna let the trigga go Anybody
T-I-F-A me no want so she need for mek R-Eality check har cause de B inna de boy mix de F-A-R he nah stop link de hot S-T-A-R but me tell him say can
? See I like me Cause he like me God likes me You, you don't like me? [x2] [Verse 2: Da' T.R.U.T.H.] I just smile - I'm so content And I ain't even got
the Hennessey dick Mess around and go blind, don't get to see shit The next batter, here to shatter your bladder, it doesn't matter Skinny or fat or boy
Rockabye em Nd da shotz r fire Nd nobody can save u Private Ryanz Hold up hold up hold up [Weezy Talkin] I made u Papa I AM U betta ease by em cause
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