do to get in 2 it What we got to do to get in 2 it Boy, thinking we can do it So what we got to do to get in 2 it What we got to do to get in 2 it Boy
Перевод: Злодей. Get In 2 Это.
and you might not make it [Chorus:] So what we got to do to get into it What we got to do to get into it Boy thinking we can do it [Mia X] Now we can
better bitch Now stop it Game is the topic And what's between your legs is the product Use it properly And you'll make dollars biatch (Chorus x2:) It
and die in LA, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see (2X) Verse Two: Makaveli It's the, City of Angels and
right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama I finally understand For a woman it
it wasn't me! Tell the cops it wasn't me! - You saw me right? - It wasn't me! It's not my M.O see me I make it streeetcchh Get in the way I put a body
you cross me, I'm so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful See! I get so disrespectful, so so so disrespectful [Verse 2] That nigga Buck a fiend, tell
cocked allay hard 8 drop Feel the wind blow twist the indo smoke it up it's fundamental you can get whole poke it up When we get intimate that's when I get
stop chillin wit ya friends oh no you thought I was tryna get wit you but I was really lookin at your friend (I really want the digits from your friend) [2
they fiendin' I never leaving the pad without Packing mi cuete Willin' to die for my block Let them cowards come get me Plus real pandieros From all sides love it
a little something like this Flipmode, Bad Boy Check this out Tell me how it feels, is it hot is not Does it drop cash like a slot Does it stay
[Busta Rhymes] UHHHH!! You don't know what we doin right here! Intro/Chorus One: repeat 2X One two three we gon' turn it out And make you rock to
[Busta Rhymes] yo, it all began like, bust it My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip We met some niggas with alot of things they want em to flip I
.) So wide you can’t get around it So low you can’t get under it So high you can’t get over it Iiiiiiii, can’t get over it [ah yaaaaaa, di-dit-dit-dit
the math baby (The curse, the curse) It's the curse of money, once you get it, fool you got it Buy a new pair of drawers and motherfuckers spot it Niggas
it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (keep it gangsta) Keep it gansta y'all, keep it gangsta (all
- Rihanna] Feel it comin' in the air And the screams from everywhere I'm addicted to the care It's a dangerous love affair Can't be scared when it goes
