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Tulkojums: D12. BNU.
worse my hustle got deadly Duckin and runnin from that dirty bitch John Kelly All thru school u can catch me wit my tool Smashin with that magnum n the red white n
them eyes Fuck with Goldy you be hoein' With your shoulder above your stomach in a bow tie Unbuttoned with your nipples showin' D to the A N G E R O U
, Muthafucka, say what?) Down on B's is the place to give me the pace he said ma' man J.D. is on freebase the boy J.D. was a friend of mine 'til I caught
next 'causezin died n a car crash from a broke neck riden n a solen car wit no i.d. i hate that but thats the way this durty world rotates u gotta take
AZZ P-POPPIN PUT U IN THA TRUNK LIKE I DONE BEEN SHOPPIN IM ROBBIN IM JACKIN WATZ SHAKIN!? WATZ HAPP-NIN!? U GRINDIN!? U SHININ!? U TOTIN!? U PACKIN!?
Spell my mother fuckin name right when you put it on the statue I'll come back, who ever wanna step to the b-r double o k-l-y-n z-u *radio static* mother
flow, ROWDY, or laid back(shit) So is that all you sayin nigga sayin Play back, can't beleive you'd say that Been doin this from way back Just 12 missions
, cause I'm headed eastward bound Got a 12 gauge, and I'm holding it down Call the T-W-I-Z-T-I-D-B-L-A-Z-E And we ride till infinity [Chorus x5]
2 hope u die soon so i can spit on ur grave n shit on it see u on the street's alone bitch u no u
fat blunt, a phone full of miss calls my shit back'd up, A flight to catch my shit pack'd up, them superstars u hear about that's us, The 12s n the trunk
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Duck Nigga Yea Ion Like You Cuzz You A B!Tch (B!Tch)You Lil Snitch ( You Lil Smitch)You Ole F**K Nigga And Ion Fuss Wit Cha Cuzz U On Dat Otha Sh!T Youn
was grindin U was broke man Im sellin weight and getting money in tha fat lane We can pop that gat we can pull that steel we can pull that 12 front gauge When u
qui squatte Assassine sans bain d'sang, pleins d'sensations comme un solo d'George Benson, personne dans le sens inverse Tout le monde dans le son savant, qu'on sert d
N-T & S-N-Double O-P Were internationaly known and locally respected Boy i know you done heard about me [50 Cent] F-I-F-T-Y C-E-N-T & S-N-Double O-P
wuts next cuzzin died n a car crash from a broke neck riden n a solen car wit no i.d. i hate that but thats the way this durty world rotates u gotta take
