1-2-3-4 fire my heart is burning burning Ooh - ooh yearning yearning ooh ooh I feel it burning burning ooh - ooh yearning yearning Burning burning ooh
Перевод: Пенни Маклин. 1-2-3-4 Fire.
straight drop dick Come to the hood bitch I like scout them ghetto hoes up in 20 grand Cuz them the ones be wit that freaky shit man 2 drinks, 3 beans
clean shorty you aint gotta walk but its still one rule player dont get caught [Verse 2] Some niggas rob (what) some niggas slang (4real) some niggas
, у меня с собой пушка, Полукартермат2, Да, засунь им х** в рот, и получится "Др*чи на чужое мнение!", Я на седьмом небе от кайфа, с*ка, Выше, выше... Улетел!3
, О-о-о-о-оу... На х**, я пушка без предохранителя, В студию звукозаписи вернулся Брюс Бэннер3, Все вы сидячие утки, Один я тут на ногах, как гусь4,
давай вспомним былые времена, И давай создадим новые впечатления! Ты помнишь, (х3) Все, что с нами было? [x2] Давай все снова спомним! (Снова вспомним!) [x4
hide(yooo)(yooo) Yes please someone save me(yo)(yooo) But they don't pave no mind( yooo) (yooo) (Good night) Good bye (Verse 1) Your walkin down a horror corridor It's almost 4
is gunshots this is where the fun stops Bodies drop hit the floor music's off Parties stop, everybody hit the door someone's lickin shots off [Verse 1
a gift, better luck Innocence sells well, give it up Go to hell Santa Claus through the back door [4x] yeah! [Melody] Santa Claus through the back door [4
That 4-30 Spider, carbon fibre And my dog is like al qaeda natural fighter! Rapid fire, you're sweet like apple cider, The Mack'll fire, mask like Michael
help So I said "Docta, Docta, tell me will I die?" And he said, "Count to 5 Alicia" And I'm goin to be all right, Let's go! 1,2,3,4 Adrenaline rushing
help So I said "Docta, Docta, tell me will I die?" And he said, "Count to 5 Alicia" And I'm goin to be all right, Let's go! 1,2,3,4 [CHORUS:] Adrenaline
s evolution (The end of the evolution) But nobody hears The echoes on the wind [2. Radioactive Grave] Do you hear the sirens? Do you see them burst? Do you feel the fire
with me Them niggaz packin Bust 4 in your face pop 4 in your back and 8 bullets total in all I’m street trackin Verse 6: rocky marciano 2 for my block
Verse 1: charlie brown Bring one mc, two mc, three mc. Send any mc’s. it doesn’t matter to me. Sterp up like a thief in the night. No wins and I begin
my kids Shit, they on the corner, hit the sidewalk, quick! 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 more clips Hit the fire hydrant, get low for the shootout Run through the fire
on fire Super Bowl pimp good Year on tire Can I be a bird, I gotta be fly Butterfly and spur, and I got a couple words (Chorus [Nelly Furtado]) x2 (Verse 2