..And the Lord spoke saying, "Thou shalt not kill" and he did murder his enemies, for he was a vengeful God. Hey dummy, do you know what you say? "We
Preklad: Koniec. Dummy.
That means the end is near soon, copy that? Oh, I see...they really got you gassed Like I'm a thing of the past. Better slow down, dummy, you 'bout to
that means the end is near soon, copy that oh I see, they really got you gassed like I'mma think of the past better slow down dummy, you bout to crash
that shit that make your soul burn slow Is he Dame Diddy, Dame Daddy or Dame Dummy? Oh, I get it, you Biggie and he's Puffy Rockafeller died of AIDS, that was the end
'ma set up this kid, carryin' loot out From burger king and what I'ma do is Run up on him, snatch the bag of money, then bust the dummy 'Cause my man
I know a lot of people fucked up, became a junkie Used to dress clean started looking kinda bummy Do what they say you can learn a lot from a dummy
I chosen to pick up the race? And carry the flame, the torch, the name? Millennium games, it's all the same Sinners repent, many for fear End of the
makes the situation real funny I'm beginning to see real deal, scrill and real honeys And you don't wanna get with a nigga that's sick makes you a real dummy
bout when i come to your town im liable to get wet tech said maybe angels but doubt you can bet that we dont need evil seeds making us get dummy wanna
Bosses retire, expired by hitmans for hire Wines strictly for bitches, suckin dicks to get higher In this world the more that you lust Fake ones that do fake shit, only a dummy
was run the screens Must be out his mind thinkin' the steel won't touch him See it on the bush let it burn like Usher Click, click, bang you can end
fresh Linen and Ostrich on deck I know ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot me to death But death because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get flesh Dummy
like you wanna get in my shit Sip my dick, do it straw what for, while you war wit war War only make money for niggas who think, dummy You got your window
'cause ya's here to tell you That a bitch ain't shit Chorus: Now these is for the hoes I can't trust A bitch ain't shit Don't be a fuckin' dummy
a nine so I rush your spot And it's like that when I got the Philly If you don't care someone else does the killing So when you hit the end of the road
Y.Z.O.O I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, you doug funny. I said I love money, I love money. You take a buck from me, better duck dummy
't wanna name a few Don't lie either, so don't ask she might be namin' you When I'm allergic to these corny bitches Tryna start shit to end my freeze
