.P.O.N.E I.N.C On Est Venu Squatter Les Sommets You Mothers Fuckers Don't Know Me Yeah! This The Most Inteligent Record Lady, Kponeinc Babe Forever K.P
1к. Время шло, любовь остыла Может быть меня ты не любила Ну прости меня мой милый, я наверно не права Так зачем же говорила, о любви ты мне
Joder con las ETT?s, joder cuando van a arder Joder con las ETT?s, joder putas ETT?s. Joder con las ETT?s, joder cuando van a arder Joder con las ETT?
C потом П потом Е потом Ц! Качество! Стиль! Флоу всё в одном лице! Я повзрослел и поднялся на новый уровень! Не остановить меня, я как пуля, бля! Таких
Slow down! This is slippin' through my mind, the conversation has run out of time. Honey, I know you know what I mean, and that's the one thing that you
Slow down this is slippin' through my mind, This conversation has run out of time. Honey I know you know what I mean, And that's the one thing that you
[DJ Paul] (Crunchy Black) Finally, I got all real niggaz on on a muthafuckin' Posse song Niggaz that's down to cut some muthafuckin' heads (Mafia, ya,
We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
I said count the days Don't hold your breath Chikitee check 2012 The perpetrator never knew Never properly represent the struggle The boy in the bubble
A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' dictating on these mutherfuckers lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas you got to keep bubblin
tierra Yo soy el campeon, don Conteri, tu corazon [Hurricane G]: (Puffy): One, one, one, one (Numero uno del publico) One, one, one, one (Yeah P
who da hell can rap better than me Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned pimpin
If i ever go away....... If i ever go..if i ever go... if i ever go... If i ever go away.... I want everybody that loves me to be... [Chorus] Ridin'
Bird gang Club Banger Tryin' to holla at you shorty One focus, one focus only Tryin' to hit that thang, let's go We make hits in the studio nightly We
Cold sweats from bad dreams I hope the Feds don't grab the team 'Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut
streets - the place where I pack my heat, I'm Detroit from my head to my feet. Fuck with me, I'll leave you six feet deep R.I.P. TommyGunn he was a funny
high. Be a crooner, not a groaner, never kick, Here's a spelling lesson that will do the trick: You gotta S-M-I-L-E to be H-A double P-Y, Keep it in
Damn your eyes, Mr. Khruschev Don't go dropping bombs on here 'Cause if you start dropping bombs over here We're gonna have to drop some bombs over there
