Перевод: Doa. Сократить время.
[chorus:] i'm gonna cut you right in half gonna chop chop chop til there's nothin' left you're not the first and you won't be the last diced or quartered
. M.O.P. Yeah! AOWWW, AOWWW! C'mon! Yeah, yeahhh (yeah) yeahhh, yeahhh M.O.P.! Uhh (X to the Z) Yeah baby, that's right, you know how we do it One time
a prick, and lick a million motherfuckin' cocks per second I'd rather put out a motherfucking gospel record I'd rather be a pussy-whipped bitch, eat pussy
wonderful, I think I might just do something a little less subtle, Shove a fucking Tonka truck up a little kids butt hole, Feel the wrath of a psychopath
sore Smack that o-oh-o-oh-ooh! Smack that all on the floor Smack that give me some more Smack that 'till you get sore Smack that o-oh-o-oh-ooh! Upfront
can you go? Death row, what a brother knows Once again back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D, Public Enemy, number one "Five-O" said
’t lose a views Prices move in like cruise a bruise Stacked on a four pack stack of freaks I guess I’ll play hookie for a couple of weeks [charlie brown] Six a
time for me to shine I’m a show you easily for me to take mines Pass my nickel plated nine, call me einstein Buck a shot two times and stick you for
great distance like AT&T I stroke like a butterfly, sting like a bee Yo I Fades Them All like my man Mally G Whip a nigga ass for free And makin
a document approximate It’s a quarter to cut throat headless Hole bedless tall I figure factor. Crack the smack police man better be Strap step step yep it’s a
mars is mourned warned rating. Torn wound a sprite bright light the mics. Mix vega a quarter woters. What you get when you’re broke, becomes bodega bothering, sobering Ting-a-ling-a
, don't ask me shit I smoke blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch They say the good die young,
repeat 2X] One Phantom, two castles, and a Jeep fo' Five mics a classic, kinda like my six-fo' Several years I earned cake, let me tell you more Joey Crack, a.k.a
it up.On my ehh o ehh oh. Hey My first flo step want a gold digging woman Money cash flow all big faced honeys Frontin' on the floor got them d-boys
a, double life 'Cause you don't be comin home, sometimes Baby, but you're always, on time, checkin for one time You and I, got a special bond together
child is half man half beast And I'm a give all ya'll niggaz a half a clip a piece (Chorus) (Verse 3: Young Merc) It's time to address the public niggaz
its time to roll Candy Carter got a line of parole, Outta control The first fell on a Tuesday this month Oh Sweet thang, Plus its a sweet thing In ??? for three days One time
