wanna make you mine All of the time I wanna be your referee Your man Get outta my head Or into my bed Get out of my head Or into my bed I had a dream
Перевод: Крекер. Get Outta My Head.
Перевод: Саундтрек Кабельщик. Get Outta My Head [взломщика].
no more threats I'm doing drivebys in tinted Corvettes on Vietnam war vets I'm more or less sick in the head Maybe more cause I smoked crack (?) today
track This the beat you hear it bangin', he produced it himself My bad almost forgot to introduce myself My name is Trick Trick, head of the Goon Sqwad
split up Keep my rent split up Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!) Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say You get carried away, you can get
We got my man Loafy in the house. My boy Chris My brother Lo-Dogg, My brother Fry My lady, T., My brother Sean in the place. Yo what's up. Got my
the Pendemic We outta here...(crack)...see you next time if there is a next time "Thanks to Joey Crack the Gangsta rapper Do this shit my way like Frank Sinatra"...CRACK
m a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal
set up a camera, let the video run And my real life, complete with real, ice VVS boulders oh they're visibly set Head and shoulders, my invisible neck
money and crack fiends.. was a fetish.. Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit Fuck it.. I'm livin' my life on the edge Got one in the head..
money and crack fiends was a fetish Before Guliani got into office and deaded shit Fuck it I'm living my life on the edge Got one in the head plus a nigga
outta my mind Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded with nines To my thugs on the block, holdin' it down I got love on the block, look at my eyes Rockland
B.. My dogg Demi, keep ya head up, I gotchu, I promise! All my chicos, I gotchu, I promise! Miami, I gotchu, I promise!! I'ma take over this bitch! I promise!! So get
Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you, boy? Then, toy, get
skool dem Den I roll da dice went I tell da folks shit I need dem n my life So now im pickin up my money Tuck my pistol n my pants bet him 20/20 mo
outta lighters from when I was a child I knew that most of y'al was was diggin my news and watching biggest bugger loose in the head, like fuck what
I'm smokin' Remember those days when I went to bed hungry All I ever ate was white rice and honey Big dreams in my head empty my tummy Might crack a
